This year, for the A to Z Blogging Challenge, I'm writing Micro Fiction (or Flash Fiction) that is 100 words or less around a set list of words provided by my BFF (Kemari Howell). Today's letter is "M", so today M is for Marigold.
Sometimes, it’s hard for me to tell where the land meets the sky—both are equally grey and heavy with ash. I view it only through my picture window—perfect drifts of dirty clouds as far as the eye can see.
Inside is much the same—cold and melancholy. Many survivors have withdrawn to their private spaces to avoid small talk and fake smiles, but I’m still hopeful. In my room, I hide a packet of marigold seeds. I pray that one day they will grow and forever break this cycle of grey.
Feel free to leave your short pieces of fiction (<100 words) in the comments below. The word for today is Marigold.