Two of my favourite flash fiction writers teamed up on this story about a parent’s priorities in the face of multiple crises. If you’re familiar with their work, you can hear each of their voices here. It’s the crossover event of the season.
Thanks Hugh for the shout out! @emilyrinkema.bsky.social
LOVE this pantoum, the connections here are so deft and interwoven it feels like a spiderweb - don't miss this gorgeous piece by @dawnsteffler.bsky.social:
I realize it’s a version of a hug that protects the full skirt and long train of her dress. I lean towards her and clasp her shoulders lightly, the way you hold a plastic clamshell with a cupcake inside.
🧁🩷 @kplumhoff.bsky.social @bulbregion.bsky.social
In his new wheelchair, radiating excitement, Dad looked like a child riding a bike for the first time without training wheels. “Watch me now,” he said, propelling himself forward through the garden, showing off for Mom. Her expression was hard to read.
@mmlynchwriter.bsky.social in SugarSugarSalt
'Now her son is married to an insecure girl who brainwashes him; sometimes, the vet thinks there can’t possibly be any more rage left in her body' loving this by @dawnsteffler.bsky.social ⬇️ Such a moving and gratifying ending.