When he dressed in the steel gray morning, Max thought he would be sitting at his desk working on his climate change models. A black Beatles t-shirt with his oldest, thinest jeans was perfect. The sound of tires splashing through puddles on Dupont Circle prompted him to kick the sandals from his feet in favor…
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This is another piece of flash fiction for The Red Writing Hood. The assignment is to write a piece – 600 word limit – about finding a forgotten item of clothing in the back of a drawer or closet. It looks winsome from the sky. The white board fences hem in fields, which fold and…
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