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Writer's pictureJane Prinsep

Flash Fiction: Completion

She sat beneath angered clouds, bleached by the tropical storm’s pulsing heartbeat.

Bubbling saltwater, thickening with sand, drenched her burnt skin; white light finally overpowering midnight.

“If it rises again,” she affirmed, her heart whole, “I’m ready to be swallowed.”

“I’ve lived.”




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