Welcome to our ongoing Flash Fiction Sunday Edition.
If you are new here, we do this every Sunday. We also publish 101 word Flash Fiction every day. We even deliver:
Flash Fiction chosen by Kevlin Henney
Death and funerals are such a common theme in short fiction that they almost fade into the background, but the vividness and care of the language, the beautiful and spare word choice around the turning point of the tale, and the strength of the point of view in this story pull it so firmly into the foreground that you cannot help but read it again (and again).
Love and relationships are the stuff of most stories, and it is normally the heart we blame or credit. The lyrical flow of this flash instead weaves a tale of love found, faltered and recovered around hair, hands and knees.
Age, dementia and the passing of life into forgotten years are difficult to write about well. This story does this and more. There is a beauty and feeling in the detail and form of this story that will last you the rest of the day.
No more than 150 words, not even written in complete sentences, and yet all it needs to be a whole story and a perfect flash. One of the more ingenious and effective examples of list fiction I’ve ever read.