Fiction
Flash fiction, short stories and snippets from unpublished pieces.
On the lake.
Day 15 of my 100-day writing project.
A ferry ride
Day 8 of my 100-day writing project.
Sighing in belief.
It smelled like the earth and tasted like rust.
On Marriage
We both learnt that a marriage was not what the married folk made it to be. It was not in just the happy pictures and social appearances.
Wretched missile birds
‘SHIMB, there was a gun firing mishap and the route to our galaxy has been engraved on the rice fields this morning. Would you come check it out before the villagers can find out?’