Tag: flash fiction

Of Many Stripes

A Flash fiction with warmth and reality, on mixed-up families, growing up, gender identity – and Santa Claus:)

“There’s no limit to how much you’ll know, depending how far beyond zebra you go.”  Dr. Seuss

Dear Santa,

The new TV you brought us last year is great. Dad and David love watching sports on it, and me and Mum, like the nature channel. Dad said to write you with my Christmas wish. I mean what I want for this Christmas, even though it’s only August. He told me to stop going on about wanting Holiday Barbie, but I only have My First Barbie that Aunty Kath gave me. She took me to the movie too. All the Barbies were so cool! Mum growled at her when we got home, but Aunty Kath just winked at me and told Mum to get over it.

This Body, rough drawing by Bice Grace Lapin
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⏰ 2-3 minutes

Rainbow Organisations in Aotearoa New Zealand

Eternally Innocent, Eternally Wise

This is a touching story of a matriarchal figure, who views the world around her with wise and perceptive eyes. She offers insights into the natural world, her family relationships, and the trials and triumphs she endures. The tale is a respectful ode to loss, leadership, and living with the rhythms of nature. 944 passes away at the age of 22, surrounded by her loved ones, leaving behind a legacy symbolized by her number.

this is a true story, at least to the best of my memory...                                                      July, 2023

For people who love animals and believe in their sentience, a short story, based on reality, of innocence and wisdom as one. Set on a small farm in Aotearoa-New Zealand.

The view from up here looks across the green valley and out to the sea. From lower down not much can be seen, as there are trees all around. I watched them grow year after year, and enjoy the shelter they give from the wind. No matter from what direction the wind blows, there’s always a warm spot, and place to bed down when it rains at night. Sometimes the wind roars across the top of the trees and barely touches the ground. From north, to east, to west, to south, the wind brings different sounds and different smells. I know them all…

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