"Masks On. Smiles hid storms. (3 words). No Love. Know love? ..."
Tag: Flashfiction#3
An Angel, Angie: Flash Fiction
"An owl wails. The quiet night listens. Ron sits under a still, old pine in the darkness. Another wail tears into the air and Ron droops; a tear drops after another. Angela..."
The Moon Hearts: Flash-Fiction
"Slouching against the edge of a sofa, Howard looks around the packed living room. More life filled their "dance floor" some hours ago... Now, they snore, sprawled across the carpeted floor..."
Drips of Sad: Flash-Fiction (4 One-Liners)
"Living Dead. Corpses breathed. (2 words). Bitter Irony. Breaking meant..."
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