Flash: Fence Post

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Watching the world walk by is nothing new. Malik held up the fence at the sector’s edge monitoring those going from home to work, looking for discrepancies. Behavior changes, new faces, different groupings, someone arriving late or showing up too early. The “haves” relied on him and others like him to keep their “staff” in line. Unlike most in the queue below, he rarely dealt with the privileged directly, staying on this side of the fence.

Carefully ignoring “silver-trim” for the fifth day running, he wondered how long he would tolerate his life. Noor, the poor buffoon, jogging up late again gave him an excuse to miss the woman he carefully wasn’t seeing. Malik jumped down the thirty feet from the fence posting, cybernetic legs easily handling the landing, a gift thanks to the combination of landmines from the war and the “haves” who arranged the war and still wanted his skillset.

(words 151; first published July 3, 2022 – from a picture prompt for a Facebook writing group. Aim is about 50 words)

Fence Post Series

  1. Fence Post (3/28/2021)
  2. Toleration (5/2/2021)

Flash: Sacrifice

Photo by Kingsley Osei-Abrah on Unsplash

“What have you sacrificed?” they asked. “What will you sacrifice?”

I said, “I’ve already given you all my yesterdays, and you are demanding all my tomorrows. I’m chained in the present. I have nothing left to give.”

They smiled at my tears and blood.

(words 44; first published March 4, 2023 – from a picture prompt for a Facebook writing group. Aim is about 50 words)

Flash: Popsicle Passover

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The popsicle dropped, staining the threshold red. I kick it aside into the bushes beside our front door. Beside me, my dad reached for the brush in a bucket of blood. He swishes it against the lintel and doorposts in the last moments before sunset. Hurriedly we enter our home and shut the door.

(words 54, first published 3/4/2023 – from a picture prompt for a Facebook writing group. Aim is about 50 words)

Flash: Pizza and Movie Night Part 2

From the Internet Hive Mind

This appeared as a prompt for a Facebook writing group I’m part of – aim is 50 words, I went a little over. The instruction was include in your flash display(s) of affection which are not overtly sexual. I returned to my pizza couple, one of whom is asexual, both of whom motivated by food and entertainment. They were created in response to the meme asking, “well, what motivations exist other than sex?”

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The last of the zombies fell apart sideways under Jae’s machete, transforming into a pile of gelatin-like goo and stark-white bones. Unlike last month’s zombie apocalypse, these bodies will not be going back to their resting places. No one would be identifying shit.

They shook off their blade while I considered my shotgun. I ran out of cartridges over an hour ago and had switched to bashing. I really needed to carry more ammo, replacing guns cut into my anime budget.

“Behind.” Jae whispered before wrapping their arms around me, leaning their head on my shoulder. With one hand they pushed down the mangled gun, and with the other they had their cell phone positioned so we could both see it. We had heard the all-clear song a lifetime ago, or maybe it was six minutes ago, according to the text time log.

They thumbed through the message giving details about what the Alpha mage team had accomplished, and what cleanup and fallout could be expected.

“You smell.” I whispered, nudging my head against their ear.

“Not all of us kill at a distance, hon.”

“Hey, does that say Gamma team nine is not assigned to cleanup until tomorrow?”

Jae purred against my shoulder. “Pizza and movie night back on?”

“I’m not looking forward to going into the shadow places and pulling out any gooey remains into sunlight for final disintegration, but I do believe our pizza and movie night is back on.” I stared down the street. We never made it to Pizza Guy and Fries; two cemeteries in route gummed up the works. But we stayed between the ground upchucking zombies and our favorite pizza place, so they should still be in business. “Let me check on Buster and his crew and place our order. You go home and shower and pick the movie.”

(words 306; first published May 30, 2022)

Pizza and movie night series
Pizza and Movie Night (2/21/2021)
Pizza and Movie Night Part 2 (3/7/2021)
Mop Up Part 1 (Pizza and Movie Night Part 3) (4/4/2021)
Mop Up Part 2 (Pizza and Movie Night Part 4) (4/18/2021)

Visitor at Movie Night (Pizza and Movie Night – A Flash) (5/23/2021)

Flash: Protest

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She came out of the fog and smoke, one eye missing from the “safe” rubber bullets, blood running down her face. Blue clung to her like the blue of the cops, the free blue sky, and sadness. A warrior wounded. A waif weaponized. A woman of woe.

(words 47; first published July 10, 2022 – from a picture prompt for a Facebook writing group. Aim is about 50 words)