How Can I Miss You When You Won’t Go Away?
February 9, 2015TW Prizewinning Flash Nonfiction by Stephen J. Brown
She had no life but for us, the boys. She made that abundantly clear.
She had no life but for us, the boys. She made that abundantly clear.
Kids take and take and take, and they may as well give back. Writing about them is a painless way for them to do it.
Oh, but she did not love Bees. She felt no desire for honey.
Sol’s divorce isn’t final, but at this moment, he knows he wants this hot, hod-carrying girl.
I’ve been tempted to think the typical upper middle-class white student seems overly fearful of healthy intellectual debate.
The first sentence of Pride and Prejudice works as a tweet, but not as flash.
I minded the gaps. All you claimed you’d lost and no longer had to give me.