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Flash Fiction: Spirit In The Subway

pexels-photo-373978.jpegThe boy knew in his heart that his mother would return one day. He hoped that his Uncle would believe that too, but he kept saying, “Your Mom is dead. You have to move on.”

Read Spirit in the Subway on Friday Flash Fiction.  And EWR


Freelance writer, poet, yogi and photographer from Santa Barbara, California. I write and take pictures about a variety of topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia, to my years as a family therapist, and finally to my soul-searching years in California. The things that move me may have a humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry, pictures and stories resonate with you.

6 comments on “Flash Fiction: Spirit In The Subway

  1. O my,it’s a beautiful story

  2. 😦 In the best of ways, of course! 🙂

  3. Oh God!!! Meaning that You broke my heart. That’s the frown. The smile is that Your writing was lovely.

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