Three flash fictions about the strange shapes love can bend us into
“In Memoriam” first appeared online in Shadowed Realms #8, November-December 2005.
“Pieces” and “Home Is Where the Heart Is” are both PseudoPod originals.
By Matthew Chrulew
She approaches the spot and pulls into the gravelly emergency lane. It is still there, like always, in the traditional place to the side of the road – her husband’s memorial cross, attesting his memory in some little way to the passing drivers. Still bearing the wreath of carnations she left last week.
She visits at that interval. She remembers his life, his weekend surprises, and his stupid jokes.
And she remembers his death, as it must have happened – that shrieking scratch of metal, that infinite slide, that smash into the tree.
By M.C. Funk
I knew your demon would be hungry the moment I found it. How it crouched toad-like behind the cleaning products under our sink. From its eight-ball eyes to the mouth that spread atop its stomach, your demon’s shape was fat with appetite.
I came to you terrified and smelling of bleach. “Oh yeah.” You had sad-dog eyes. “I was meaning to tell you about that.”
HOME IS WHERE THE HEART IS
By Bint Arab
‘”I made you young, Mother, so you won’t have to worry about your heart problems any more.” He swiped some of the dirt off her face and wrapped her in the towel so he wouldn’t have to touch her as he guided her to the house.