Tag: flash fiction

Creamy New

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The statue’s skin was creamy white. It spoke of new thoughts, ideas, and beliefs.

The cracks already forming around elbows, wrists and ankles revealed cheapness. Good intentions hurried, ignoring minuscule weaknesses.

The bird crap on shoulders reminded, nature will have its way. When the first hand crumbled, a raven laughed.

©2022 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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Drops/Bright Flash Literary Review

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When you visit Bright Flash Literary Review’s about page, this is the greeting you will find.

Hello! I’m Kristen. Bright Flash Literary Review is a home for flash and short fiction. We’re here to provide a space for all voices, the heard and unheard. There is nothing more beautiful than a perfect collection of words.

They are a small online literary journal that specializes in flash fiction. They accepted and published my dribble (50 word story) ‘Drops‘ on December 1st.

The joy in writing short forms of fiction for me comes from finding just the right words. Just like in poetry, a single word must equal a sentence, and a sentence a paragraph. Limiting word use amplifies the meaning behind a short phrases.

Have you tried writing dribbles, drabbles, or six word stories? I encourage you to check out Bright Flashes collection of brief beauty, and let me know what you think of ‘Drops‘ while you are over there.

Mary Grace van der Kroef

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Six Word Story (43)

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Earth is home to many cycles. The water cycle, the air cycle, the earth cycle are among them. Systemes created to build, break down, reuse, and rebuild.

All of that grinding, melting, molding, fusing, is science’s magic of making one thing into another. While it all follows a pattern, it all looks like chaos. Such is life. Trust the pattern. I trust the one who invented that pattern.

©2021 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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Six Word Story (35)

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Even when the sky is overcast, a sunflower always knows where to look.

I am envious of this nature.

“How can you just KNOW?”
“I just do.”

A snippet of a conversation I have had on more than once occasion with someone close to me. How can you JUST know?

It is a nature given to a quiet few, and the sunflower too.

©2021 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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Six Word Story (33)

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Maybe it’s not the scribbles of a pencil for you, but we all have ideas we discard.

Do they scream at you from the wastepaper basket? Have your dreams died before you realised them? Did you fail mid way through? Did you cast them aside before you even tried?

Try again.

Every crumpled paper is a stepping stone.

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Plastic Grows

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Connection, as plastic cubes press together.

Click

A sound that speaks of acceptance, success, and lifts a smile across determined cheeks.

More clicks trumpet growth as the tower of color grows.

“One, two, three, four, five.”

Hesitation. What color next? Repeat the pattern? Mix it up? A finger taps lips in thought as eyes shine.

“Blue!”

It’s just right and belongs above yellow.
Plastic screams as hands stir the bin of blocks. It’s a symphony of possibility that makes an adult’s ears bleed, as a child listens to undertones and knows plastic grows.

©2021 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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