Foraging streets to feed his daughter, Mel played it all back. The rise through army ranks, the fall. Deep in thought, a boy walked by the dumpster. "You hungry?" He asked Mel's little girl. An #inquisitive chap. She nodded under the cold rain. "We can share what I found."
Binaural beats flow through me. A river of clarity. Dandelions sway to the gentle caress of autumn breeze. Subtle pricks from protruding grass the only reminder I'm still here in physical form. My cheeks flex slowly, smile widening. Today my #inquisition is for the stars.
YOU ARE READING
Daily Flash Fiction
Narrativa generaleThis book is a rolling collection of short flash fictions which I'll be updating daily. Each story will have to incorporate one specific word every day, and that word will be identified with a hashtag in front. Enjoy!
