Pimped My Goddesses – Flash Fiction Story
by Terveen Gill
Reading Time: 2 minutesI am the only color in a mass of black and grey. Orange shirt, green trousers, mustard shoes with purple laces. A cigarette hangs from my lips, unlit. I have…
Reading Time: 2 minutesI am the only color in a mass of black and grey. Orange shirt, green trousers, mustard shoes with purple laces. A cigarette hangs from my lips, unlit. I have…
Reading Time: 2 minutesI left home with no intention of returning. An empty house doesn’t qualify as a home, bricks and wood don’t talk to you. The only voices I heard were in…
Reading Time: 2 minutesI have two left feet, three left arms, and a non-functioning lobe in the left side of my brain. Sounds sad? It’s more embarrassing. My mother was horrified, my father…
Reading Time: 2 minutesI sat twiddling my thumbs. My foot shook like it was determined to fall off. This was my fourth visit to the doctor in nine days. It excluded my ambulance…
Reading Time: 2 minutesHer lips were envied by the mighty and the weak. They were also adored and worshipped. Haunting ballads described them as magical, professing their power as life-giving and lethal. She…
Reading Time: 2 minutesCome to me. You’re a man in need. Shh…be quiet. No one must know. Your secrets are safe with me. They’ll never see the light of day. Leave behind your…