Pot talkin’

Posted: July 24, 2015 in Uncategorized

The full story is available on Quarterreads, it was free the week of July 24-30, 2015.

I use flash fiction to develop characters, to build stories and see if they have legs, and to capture a scene for later use.  The recent surge in micro-markets has encouraged me to put more energy into editing and finishing these orphans.

This story. “Pot Talkin'” was originally titled “Believe it”.  It first appeared on QuarterReads.com.

Pot Talkin’ Copyright 2015 by Cheryce Clayton

All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system, without the prior written permission of the Publisher, except for short quotes used for review or promotion.

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Pot Talkin’

We used to believe.

I used to believe.

Hell, I know you used to believe.

Ever step back and think about it? Ever question yourself?

Try it. Think back to when you believed and ask yourself “Why?”

Bo says it’s the pot talkin’ – when I start to ask questions. He doesn’t get it.

The pot just lets me quit shaking long enough to realize that there are questions that we forgot to ask.

Even though I know it’s too late for questions. It was already too late when the broadcast news quit calling them saviors and started demanding answers. The satellites fell within weeks of the first public questions. There’s no one to record the world burning.

The fact is that the world is a big place, hell, Seattle is a very big place, just forget about the interstate. And without power, you aren’t going anywhere. Even if you wanted to try. Without the satellites, internet, phones or cameras; no one is watching. And humanity gets real ugly without witnesses. There aren’t enough shepherds to keep the flock alive and heroes quit trying when you throw rocks at them for helping.

So, I’m smoking pot, holed up in an old Victorian Manor with Bo. It’s off Volunteer Park. Some biker converted it into the ideal place to wait this out.

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