Tag: Flash Fiction
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The Otter
The classroom sweated that wet afternoon, the children’s coats steaming on the pegs. Rain swelled into fat teardrops and raced down the window pane. When the clouds parted, the sun burst through and lit up my otter on her plinth. “Look, Miss,” Joey cried. “Your otter’s doing a jig.” Shane drew circles in…
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Into the Void
An iceberg wouldn’t do my heart justice. I’m not a fainter but the ground far below swims to meet me and swings back again. Spindrift rolls the sea into a ball. Spray flings from the waves as if invisible jet-skiers race across them. The instructor radios from the wind turbine’s cockpit. “Anne, check the harness,…
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