Flash Fiction Friday – Snowflakes

They say every snowflake is unique but they all looked the same to Denise.
She looked at them very carefully, trying to find their distinct characteristics.
There weren’t any.
Chloe, on the other hand, saw each flake in its individual glory.
It wasn’t just their shapes and sizes but also their hue and flutterability that were distinguishable.
And she also saw Denise.
Denise was a block of hardened clay, impenetrable save by fear.
Denise saw a woman in the mirror growing older and stiffer each day.
Chloe saw a snowflake.
Chloe saw a woman in the mirror refracting a never-ending variety of light.
Chloe saw in Denise a fellow angel whose wings were limp from disuse.
Chloe wanted to see Denise fly.
So she flapped her own wings just to make Denise laugh and wonder and float
And cry and begin all over again, with all the hard work that entailed.
Denise saw the snowflake.

Published by mikepowernyc

Named one of New York's Best Emerging Poets 2019, my poetry chapbook The New Normal was published by Analog Submission Press. My novel The Zoo was published by Cacoethes Publishing House. Other poems and short stories have appeared in various publications, including Subterranean Blue Poetry, The Journal of Microfiction, and Sick Lit Magazine. Other works include a staged reading of my play Digging Up John Barrymore, performed by Dreamcatcher Entertainment, and five albums of original music recorded with my band Late Model Humans.

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 )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google 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 )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: