"Condolences to the Earth" - Flash Fiction
She bent down and laced her fingers through it, inhaling its spice. Her fingers rubbed the dirt and let it slip, like running waters....
"Untitled" - Flash Fiction
The ocean was sitting still. It did not bring itself upon the beach or strike the side of the cliff. It simply sat there as if...
"Untitled" - Flash Fiction
No paper slips were sent home with students to inform their parents of a day off. No protests were held in the streets nor in front of...
