Here is my submission for this week’s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers photograph. Somewhere between 75 and 175 words somehow relating to this photograph -be sure to click the frog icon (after this piece) for links to other stories…
Mother Mary Pray For Us
The coast breeze smelled saltier and more bitter that morning. The sun shone dull. Pelicans and seagulls circled the pier and called into my bedroom window.
I put on my fuzzy bunny slippers and shuffled my way into the kitchen. Into the morning’s coffee preparation and toast and little nothings to pass the time until the brew was perfectly acceptable.
Settling on the balcony, I listened to the prayer flags fluttering in the breeze. I remembered the day I’d bought the flags, and the Tibetan monk who’d sold them to me.
“What good are flags fluttering in the wind?” I asked him.
“Blessings in the breezes,” he replied.
I paid 10 bucks for a banner of the colorful flags. They’re still hanging from my balcony. Flapping fading hopeful blessings.