Flash⚡Fiction is a space where my love of taking pictures and storytelling collide. Every photo captures something I’ve seen, but every story is something I’ve completely made up. Each one arrives on its own timeline—sometimes days, sometimes years after the shutter clicks. These pieces of flash fiction are creative exercises, moments of inspiration sparked by an image - transforming memory into imagination.
(All stories and photos are original works.)
The music had stopped. The players had packed up their instruments.
In the corner, a couple lingered, finishing their drinks, kissing goodnight. A tired old man pushed a broom twice his size, dragging it across the confetti-laden floor.
He started to sweep.
But in the middle of the empty room, a woman kept dancing.
Unaware of the hour. Unbothered by the silence. She moved only for herself.
The stillness closed in, but she didn’t take the hint.