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Flash Fiction for the Aspiring Writer: Disarmed 


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Phylor

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Who do you think you are, disarming my arms? 

I’m a memory; tween girl wronged, such harm.

Life wasn’t kind to a child, such as I, 

“Girl be quiet;” he hit me, my soul flies.

Woman, my mother, your fault it is not, 

You didn’t know his secrets; but I fought.

My own fault lay, his anger inciting, 

Daddies drunken rage; I went out with spite.

Ironically, you see; I shoved hard with both–

My arms, strong enough to make him me loath.

Hands claw at his throat; blind him in one eye, 

He’s in prison; and I with angels sigh.

Each day I see you cry with regret Mama, 

Your every breathe, sobbing from what you saw.

Words apologizing for not being there, 

How could you know? Woven in your despair.

Carved statue; youthful glow, eternal girl child, 

My soul hovering; watch statue defiled.

Did the marble break? No quality of stone?

Smooth form, my likeness made; please understand —

My soul’s not here kept; I’m where clouds form rain,

My life’s c’est fini; God will heal your pain.

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©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved.

29 thoughts on “Flash Fiction for the Aspiring Writer: Disarmed ”

    1. Thank you JR. Tragic story, but little girl is in heaven, no pain now. The Mother is sad, I’m not sure if she can hear her daughter’s words or not, but she tries to comfort her saying it’s not her fault, she couldn’t have known. The Dad was sly and hid his terrible self from the Mom. I guess her hope is that she will see her little girl one day above the clouds 🙂

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