Flickr Photo Download: Black and White Blueberries
Your seeds are the germ of desires
too dark to share, and so they're left on ice:
never to blossom, go to fruit, go back to seed.
The seeds are locked away in a vault,
in an icebound cave,
and there they will stay.
It's a shame.
You could have sown those fantasies
This is an old project I rewrote as flash fiction for G-man's Friday Flash 55. He's got a great flash this week and so do his other contributors. Drop by for more great reading.