Category Archives: Flash Nonfiction

A Yellow Season

I am already missing flowers that have yet to open. Social workers describe anticipatory grieving in caregivers dealing with long illness. Perhaps this is anticipatory nostalgia. I have to catch myself at it, force myself to admire the clutches of … Continue reading

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The Guy on the Baking Show

He was the type of Englishman who attracts and repels equally — the square jaw, overall spareness of frame, the sad, humorous eyes, the efficiency and capability in his movements. Even on a baking show, he seemed steeped in knowledge … Continue reading

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Tulip Hats

I don’t know which one of us found the pattern first, me or my best friend Barb. It was probably her – her Mom was a Home Ec. Teacher and an excellent sewer. The pattern was easy: cut out twelve … Continue reading

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Dinner at the OK Hotel

This place is not what it was advertised to be. No longer a Crowne Plaza, it is being converted to a Holiday Inn Express. My first impression is that it’s a bit shabby and empty – hard to tell how … Continue reading

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It’s a Phase

Now in our sixties and seventies, my family, friends and I have entered the Age of Scary Tests. Someone is always scheduled for an EKG, an ultrasound, an MRI. Getting multiple vials of blood drawn for lab work is as … Continue reading

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