Petals Adrift, a Flash Fiction

This flash fiction was written for Friday Fictioneers. If you’d like to join in, click here. Thanks, Rochelle!

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Petals Adrift (100 words)

You used to snort, call us delicate roses.

Seeing you now, a shrunken middle-aged woman against stark sheets, I weigh forgiveness.

Authorities on hard knocks seldom live on the streets with a teenage mom estranged from her parents. They don’t know about finding hiding places or begging for food while outsmarting predators or spending hours in a public library for warmth, to vanish into thousands of worlds of words.

Your eyelids flutter. “Gwen?” Disbelief then tears.

Frail fingers grasp mine.

“Good hiding spot?”

Crystal-clear: you were just a kid making bad decisions for you and your own kid.

“The best.”


Sascha Darlington

32 thoughts on “Petals Adrift, a Flash Fiction

  1. i like the short sentences, that give me a lot to think about, this is brilliant Sascha. you were just a kid making bad decisions for you and your own kid – this alone was a a story by itself.

      1. some pieces have a way of building in our minds and the less words convey a deeper insight – really enjoyed this piece

    1. Thank you. I did wonder if leaving the dialogue tagless would work or add to confusion but was hoping that those words could be spoken by either party. I appreciate your comment! 🙂

  2. The “less is more” is a standard when I taught Improv and creative writing. A lot told in a few words is what this is all about, and it works.

  3. This was brilliantly done, Sascha. I loved the “weigh forgiveness” and the “Authorities on hard knocks seldom live on the streets…” Wonderful phrasing and I just loved it.

  4. So hard, understanding our parents – so easy to blame them for their faults, for our own shortcomings. I love that your narrator found understanding and forgiveness in the end. Wonderful story

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