Thursday, January 27, 2011
Dead Man's Float
A little flash fiction for a Thursday afternoon. As always, thanks for reading!
You can float forever, Mother said. Remember that if you fall into the ocean. But there was no ocean where we were, only water moccasin-infested tanks in which we swam after Mother through stones to scatter the snakes to the edges. And I couldn't float no matter how hard I tried. I could swim and tread water, not with graceful figure eight motions like my friends, but by kicking as hard as I could. The only float I ever managed was the dead man's, and I could only do that one long enough to scare anyone who happened to be watching.
Michelle's Spell of the Day
"You don't take a photograph, you make it." Ansel Adams
Music suggestion: The Idiot Iggy Pop
Benedictions and Maledictions
Happy Thursday! A special hello to Carnal Knowledge -- good to hear from you!