They tell me I lost my mind. Somewhere between the moons of Argos and Hotep, buried away in the freight hold, crushed between two boxes of dried proteins, I apparently went mad. They tell me they’re relieved I’m feeling better now. That I was scaring them. I laughed a lot, so they say. I findContinue reading “Lost/Found”
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I. Shall. Return.
Watch this space tomorrow for the return of the Robin Jeffrey Flash Fiction Wednesdays! That’s right, folks – I’m back and better than ever. New Job, New House, New Me. Let’s shake things up a bit and see what falls out…
Enough
A clacking behind me; I turn around. A young woman with a black backpack rolls towards me on a blue Razor scooter, her moss-green high-heeled boots pushing her along the cobbled path and through the cold sun of the first day of spring. I follow her with my eyes as she coasts around the large,Continue reading “Enough”
Peaches
When I put the first spoonful into my mouth, I started to cry. The sugar melted on my tongue and the sweet tartness of the juices made the roof of my mouth tingle. A teardrop reached the corner of my mouth; it was the sudden saltiness that first made me realize what I was doing.Continue reading “Peaches”
Wake Up
“Do you ever wake up and get annoyed that the world still exists?” David thought about the question, pressing the soggy flakes of his cereal under the milk with the tip of his spoon. At the other end of the table, Rebecca sipped her morning coffee, staring into the sink across the room, as ifContinue reading “Wake Up”