A woman, as tall as the hills and with silvery hair, wades barefoot up the river at night. She scatters star seeds in the east from a pouch spun of spider silk and moonlight. Sometimes, she’ll wield a copper crescent pick to flick away withering stars and wish them well.
Terri Yannetti is a Connecticut-based newspaper writer. Her poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in Asimov’s Science Fiction, Star*LIne, The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction and 3rd Wednesday. This is her first flash fiction submission.
How beautiful, Terri! I can see her, and she’s beautiful.
Well done.
Thanks, Paul. You’ve made my day!
Strong, beautiful and memorable.
Thank you for this story.
Thank you, Abby, for your kind words.
Terri, this is absolutely gorgeous! Such exquisite imagery.
I still re-read your story Breakout and enjoy it more each time, Deborah. I have made it into a recording, with background music and Persian translation. You can find it in my Telegram channel if you Google my name.
I’m honoured, thrilled and speechless! Thank you so much, Saleh :)
Thanks very much, Deborah!
Loved it! Thanks for sharing 😊