Muse Magic

Flash Fiction

  • Funeral

    I can hear people around me. I open my eyes, but can’t see anything. What’s happening to me? The smell of tobacco from uncle Frank’s pipe hovers in the air. “Uncle Frank, help me.” Why won’t he answer me? I can’t hear what anyone is saying, just muffled voices. “Uncle Frank!” I see shadows and…

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  • Desert

    Sherman got on his knees and put two fingers on Joe’s neck feeling for a pulse. “Oh my God,” he rose quickly, backing up to the wall. “What have I done?” Sherman looked at Nancy, horrified. “You didn’t mean to” she said. “You were just protecting me.” Sherman tried to find comfort in her words,…

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