Perdita ignores traffic on the steps of the National Gallery, lamenting a brain that’s for the birds. She marks time with labored creases, origami swelling at her feet.
Her memories grow thin, likes the spines of paper sparrows, but she will come here daily, until she forgets how to fold.
Susannah earned an MFA in Creative Nonfiction from Queens University of Charlotte. Her flash fiction and poetry have appeared in Apocrypha and Abstractions, The Story Shack, and Eskimo Pie. Her artwork and photography have appeared in Gravel, The Tishman Review, and Oxford Magazine.
Newly settled in the suburbs, Toki invited her next-door neighbors the Conrads over for lunch.
Opting for simplicity, Toki served sushi on a table decorated with origami.
Later, Mr. Conrad complained to his wife, “The fish was undercooked and I nearly poked an eye out using those weird paper napkins.”
John H. Dromey has had flash fiction published in a number of anthologies (print and electronic), as well as online at The Fast-Forward Festival, Liquid Imagination, three minute plastic, and elsewhere.
“Mr. Chang, your program has come a long way. What gave your team such motivation to work with folded paper?”
“Origami has been our lifelong passion. We’re just thrilled to push it to its limits.”
“So what’s next?”
“Now that we’ve achieved a paper-based, human-bearing aircraft, we’re looking towards space!”
This story was based on the prompt “folded paper” at TypeTrigger.