Dreams are Weird [50-Words]
I dreamed of my father and black widow spiders. In the dream, his bathroom was filled with funnel-webs hidden behind mirrors and pictures. Black orbs topped with red hourglasses ready to pounce. I squished one between two fingers, then the dream shifted and we were eating tuna sandwiches in a diner.
Lisa H. Owens
Inspired by an Inner Circle Writers' Flash Fiction Friday
November 19, 2021
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