Home

Here’s my entry in the last Flash! Friday flash fiction contest. The prompt was, “On Friday everything changed,” as the first sentence and no more or less than 100 words. I don’t usually write something this sentimental and such, but it’s reflective, in part, of my state of mind lately:

On Friday everything changed.

Sanguine vibes percolated my system and had momentarily removed the morose glob that hung off me in the days before.

I used to wade through a sandstorm only my eyes could detect. And it wasn’t the sand that was the problem, it was the force of it – the feeling that I was constantly moving against an opposing power.

But her eyes somehow didn’t see the glob. She saw something in me that I had long since written the eulogy for.

Everything changed when she kissed me, sending a new kind of opposing power through my body.

hands (1).jpg

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s