Tag: flash fiction

Balance of Forces (a very short story)

an army of gnomes

Tuesday: Flamingos moved closer to house overnight. Did neighbor move them, she of towering hairdo, peeking thru curtains at my rococo lifestyle? Can they move on their own? Weds: Closer still. Malicious gleam in beady eyes. Will watch tonight. Thurs: Freaking out! Didn’t see them move. How? Peanut brittle failed to soothe. Will try garden …

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