Flash – Aly Writes

The Girl Who Screamed in the Night

I fear for her and I fear her and I fear what kind of person I’ll become when screams in the night won’t lift me from my chair.

Found: One Women’s Slipper, Right Foot, Fur Trim, Some Water Damage

I couldn’t very well leave it there. It had a mate somewhere and whether it had been lost or abandoned was not for me to know.

There’s a Fist-Sized Hole in the Kitchen Window

It’s that kind of day where you pray for a whisper of a breeze to kiss the beads of sweat that sting your eyes. You don’t move a muscle, lying on the dock, fingers trailing in tepid water. The lump of a secret too huge to swallow grows in your throat until you think you’llContinue reading “There’s a Fist-Sized Hole in the Kitchen Window”

Sunshine, Lollipops and Airport Delays

Terrence had never been one to just suck a lollipop. No sooner had he popped it in his mouth than his teeth were clamping down, chipping shards as sharp as glass.

Looking For a Home For One-Dozen Egg Yolks

I use my fingers, letting the white slip down into the bowl, leaving the glistening golden globes one at a time cradled in my hand. So easily done—what once was whole has now been twain.

A boldly honest manual on the finer points of ice-fishing

You’re on the ice. On a lake. In a car. Imagine the ice cracking and the car sinking into the deep, dark, deathly cold water. Try to breathe. Stop imagining. Try to breathe.