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.)
It was too late.
The city had us now, pulling us forward, faster, tumbling toward the night.
The streets blurred—headlights, taillights, neon bleeding into the rising steam. The past stretched behind us in red and white streaks, the future just a flicker in the distance.
Somewhere behind us, a street cart was shutting down for the night, the last burnt pretzel still smoldering on the grill.
Don't Walk flashing. Beckoning us forward. It was always the same story.