Fiction 2013 / flash fiction / Volume 43

The Tide — Carol Scott-Conner

The tide rushes through a chasm in your heart. A rift, where there should be a wall. An abyss, where there should be a barrier. And that tide carves a canyon, water wearing away rock, blood on tissue, tearing the living fabric of your life asunder. Your head bobs from the force of your pulse. … Continue reading