Flash Fiction: The Ghost in the Tide

The tide came in like a breath and you weren’t there. No body drifting like flotsam, no skin prickled and bruise blue, no clothing soaked in sea tears or crusted with salt. Water crawled up the dark sand and kissed my toes but did not bring you home. In the distance I saw green lightning … Continue reading

Flash Fiction: Siren

There is a ship. There is a ship on the sea, and the sky is gray and rumbling, and he stands on the port bow, wind threatening to carry him down to the hungry waves below. He keeps a wide stance and digs his heels in. If he listens hard enough, he can still hear … Continue reading