Saturday Mix Flash Fiction: A Discount #amwriting #flashfiction #Saturdaymix 


Thanks to Bastet from MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting Saturday Mix. Today’s prompt is a story of the mystery genre using A BROKEN VASE, THREE DAISIES, A KNIFE, A MUSSED UP RUG, and A SHOPPING BAG. Sorry, couldn’t quite get this down to 150 words today. 

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Credit: GSK ’17

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A woman lay on the floor holding a shopping bag from Lululemon. Nearby her was what the detective assumed was the murder weapon, a broken vase which had held three Gerber daisies. 

The detective was confused inspecting the victim. It appeared the vase had finally killed her, but he discovered, she also had two stab wounds —older wounds. Beneath the woman was a mussed up rug and her head still bled. The two stab wounds, however, never bled enough to stain the rug. 

The detective discovered the woman’s husband in the den, his hands covered in blood. He didn’t even try to deny killing his wife saying he attempted three times to kill her; a knife stained in blood was found in the den. 

The husband explained, his wife had been sleeping with the neighbours son who attended university. Parker was a manager at a Lululemon store and sleeping with him, the bored housewife ensured herself a fifty-percent discount. 

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Poem: Tanka –  “Inevitable Farewell.”


Thanks to The Daily Prompt for the word prompt inevitable.

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Tanka is a classic form of Japanese poetry related to the haiku with five unrhymed lines of five, seven, five, seven, and seven syllables. (5, 7, 5, 7, 7)

The 5/7/5/7/7 rule is rumored to have been made up for school children to understand and learn this type of poetry. For an in depth description of Tanka, please visit the Shadow Poetry Japanese Poetry Tanka section.

Please see Shadow Poetry for more information on this form of poetry.

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Certainty, feeling,

Occurrence will transpire,

Gut instinct forming,

You’re not healthy for me dear,

Harmful, inconsiderate.

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Attempted, I hoped you —

Would be permanent, each day.

Realization,

Dawned in my mind you’re not —

Dependable, not mine.

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I am my own self, 

No cookie-cutter woman,

Not as the others,

Kind, support, gave you a shot,

Dinged crossbar, not close enough.

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We’ve journeyed to here,

Both of us together must part,

Inevibility,

Some relationships don’t last,

Changing my direction, farewell.

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