Flash Fiction: Bats and Butterflies

by thiszine

From the May 2010 issue of this , the opening lines of Bats and Butterflies by Christine Stoddard.

Eleana sits in the English garden, marveling at another Richmond moon, with its clean, clean face (pure at least compared to the jostling James.) Her wispy nightgown fans out around her hips like a period costume. A pair of crooked fairy wings hang from her shoulders, shoulders that shine bright white in the glowing night light. Her boyfriend bent the coat hanger she used to construct the wings after she muttered she was pregnant. She wore the ripped pantyhose, which she later inundated with dollar store glitter, the night of the fatal escapade.

Continue reading Bats and Butterflies….


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