flash fiction – Words & Music by Mike Power

The Yawning

The one action that irked him most, above all the many and multiplying ones in his irksome life: he is talking with her and she yawns. He, with just enough vanity to believe he is fascinating. It is not always out of boredom, it could be the crushing weariness of her life. Then he yawnsContinue reading “The Yawning”

Day 10

Day 10 – Total confirmed cases in the US: 55,225 Fiction, if not the last refuge of a scoundrel, is a list a brief refuge from the number at the top of the page that won’t stop climbing. Today’s distraction is flash fiction and a drawing: The breeze blew sweet in Turner Valley. Slow andContinue reading “Day 10”

The last car of the 6 train

I saw you bouncing up the stairs of the Bleecker Street station, determined to get into the last car of the 6 train, where I was standing. I don’t remember what song was playing but I know my foot was bouncing and my fingers were drumming on the side of the pole. You apologized toContinue reading “The last car of the 6 train”

The Event

Going into the event, of course Joseph would have preferred success to failure but the final verdict on something like that can change over time. The important thing was for the event to take place. There was no way things could continue the way they were. There would be violence and possibly, even likely, war.Continue reading “The Event”

Spraying Hope

Walking up Park Avenue the other day I made a right turn on 55th Street and headed east. There was a young couple walking in the other direction, holding hands, engaged in a serious conversation. As we got close to each other I saw him let go of her hand with an attitude of disgustContinue reading “Spraying Hope”