Tag Archives: 1000 words

Lyla (Flash Fiction)

Click here to see the photo that inspired this story. The owner disabled sharing. It’s worth going to look at, folks. Lyla was always the first one to get cold. She wouldn’t run the ceiling fan if the air conditioner was on. She would give in come July and August when temperatures outside peaked in […]

Gibson (Flash Fiction)

The guitar was a gift on my fifteenth birthday. It was my only gift. Mother, a proper Parisian matron, didn’t approve. A frivolous request, she called it. Her view was justified—I could barely play guitar, and my historical commitment to investing in any singular hobby had proven ephemeral, at best. But my mother’s dismissiveness only […]