Short Story (flash fiction) Of the Day, Partition by Susan Carol

Here, in the Pink Zone, we are safe, but we are sad. Once a week carts arrive with provisions: rice, beans, tea. Sometimes there are fruits. Mangoes, apples, persimmons. The youngest of us rush at them as if to quench a longing for our fathers’ arrival.

—-Susan Carol, Partition

Ravens Drug Store, Oak Cliff

I keep reading about dystopia, refugees, or the end of the world. Should read about something happy – but it doesn’t read realistic right now.

Partition by Susan Carol

from Reflex Fiction

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