Chocolate Cake – A Flash Fiction

Flash Fiction: Chocolate Cake

“Chocolate Cake” by Avalon Media

I guess, it did not matter that we were the outcasts of the neighborhood, after all.
As I watched others lives fall apart, we all still had each other, no matter how many times people thought Mother was crazy for planting the garden by the cycles of the moon, or how Dad would allow us to put curlers in his hair, right before going to the grocery store, wearing them proudly.
The normal people, who looked down upon us, seemed to care more about our behaviour than their own lives. Divorce, arrests and suicides left us – unlike them – untouched.
But instead of returning their treatment with the same, my weird, flower-in-her-hair Mother, would bring them a smile and chocolate cake.

Copyright Claudia H. Blanton 2015

The above flash fiction is a part of the Five Sentence Friday Flash blog hop and was inspired by this week’s prompt: “Family”

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Avalon – A Flash Fiction

Digital Art Print: Avalon

“Avalon” by Avalon Media
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The memories of your presence in this space were almost too much to bear.
Every corner, every inch of this island held a piece of our togetherness, your hand touching mine, your kisses on my lips. Even through the scent of the exotic flowers, I could still smell you, feel your strength, envision your powerful stride. Losing you, so early in life, was just not fair. No matter how much I missed this place, our place, I should have never returned to Avalon.

Copyright Claudia H. Blanton 2015

This website and our company Avalon Media are named after the Island of Avalon, of the California Coast. The above image is a digitally altered photography of the island,  with the intent of giving it a vintage feel. One of the most beautiful places I have ever been to, the small Avalon holds the magic of the Mediterranean without ever having to leave the United States.

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Nobody – A Flash Fiction

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Your departure was reminiscent of your arrival, filled with fanfare and grandiose moves, an orchestrated deliberate performance to the very end.
This was, after all, the main reason I could never quite understand you, the need for overacting, overwhelming everyone in your presence as if you needed their oxygen just to exist.
Little me, had no place in that world, there was no room left for anyone else, no matter how charming any fleeting moment spent in the embrace of your attention was.
And what really had I expected from the moment I met you – me, the nobody, you the powerful star.

Copyright Claudia H. Blanton 2015

The preceding story is a part of the blog hop by Miss Lillie McFerrin, and was inspired by this week’s prompt: “Departure”.

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Fire – A Flash Fiction

Flash Fiction: Fire

Your heat engulfed me with such a force, that it became hard for me to breathe, but you weren’t even close.
The mere presence of you attracted an undeniable sensation, I could not ignore, and never had. But, until this moment, until your passionate dark blue eyes rested upon mine, I thought you had never even noticed me. With a smile, you whispered my name, and my heart bursted into flames.

Copyright Claudia H. Blanton 2015

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The Park – A Friday Flash Fiction

The Park - A Flash Fiction

I always wondered how someone could say that they feel alone, in the middle of this wide open space. Not a day went by when this part of the park did not have visitors, even when the wind blew harder than usual, or the smoke of a nearby fire made it difficult to breath. Nothing kept people from coming back, not even rain. The hustle of this space was one of its appeals to me, because within it, I felt a part of it all, the world I sometimes shut out, when working at my computer, creating another part of the creative puzzle that would eventually make a coherent story.
I never understood, until this day, when you broke my heart.

Copyright Claudia H. Blanton 2015

The Forgotten

Flash Fiction

No one remembered The Forgotten, the outcasts, that were tossed from our society as if they were garbage, not human beings, who did nothing wrong.
Those people, hidden behind the deep walls that surrounded our cities, were simply different, not fitting in with the norm of prescribed standards of look or form.
Placed beyond the walls, to defend themselves, no one ever spoke of them again, no matter if they used to be friends, or where children.
Our fold had no place for them, but in the quiet, lonely hours just before dawn, comforted by the luxuries of our culture, I wept.

Copyright Claudia H. Blanton 2015

This post was inspired by this week’s Flash Fiction prompt “Forgotten”.

Forever – A Flash Fiction

Forever - A Flash Fiction

“How could anyone ever abandon something as beautiful as her, is beyond me”, Sue sighed. “Beautiful she is, even in this condition, you are right.”, Meryl agreed. “Hopefully, as soon as she is fed, washed, and gets some rest, she will be able to find a good forever home.” The young woman smiled, at the vet, while stroking the light brown fur.” Don’t worry ’bout her, I’ll make her mine.”

Copyright Claudia H. Blanton 2015

This post was inspired by this weeks flash fiction prompt “Abandon