Flash Fiction

  • Dog Collar

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    My removal was a final act of tenderness. Moments before, eye to eye, she made the decision. Fidelity, it turns out,takes many forms. She stroked his head and they inhaled together. But when she breathed again, hers was the only breath, and she suffocated it with a shudder of tears. From that moment I lay

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  • Halcyon Day

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    She makes a dive and for once it isn’t perfect. Resurfacing through ripples of water, she splutters and looks around as if to ask, “How’d that happen?” I shrug as she eases herself up onto the riverbank and she sticks her tongue out before composing herself, arms outstretched, head lowered. She dives again. No splash.

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