Buttercups, a Pen and a Lunch Special not for Dinner [Flash Fiction]

Sunset behind the Verrazano Bridge is beautiful today he imagines she might think, seen as it would be from a standing vantage by the benches where she sits: She says she sees a little blonde girl in a blue dress with buttercups in her hand for mama "who sits on the bench," an offering, she adds … Continue reading Buttercups, a Pen and a Lunch Special not for Dinner [Flash Fiction]