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.)
She looked up. 1:35 AM.
"If I’m three hours ahead," she said, "does that mean I’m calling you from the future?"
He laughed. "Time doesn’t work like that."
But wouldn’t it be cool if it did?
They stayed on the line until she got home. Then a little longer. Until her breath slowed, her words slurred, and sleep took over.
She woke up with her phone still in her hand. The past waiting on the other end.
It was too early to call back.