Flash Fiction for Freedom
This year, my writers’ group wrote flash fiction or poetry or whatever for July 4 th about freedom and liberty. The writings get framed and displayed in the local library. Since, although it’d be a fun trip to the country, visiting my small town library isn’t in your summer plans, I’ve posted my flash here. They Came By: IE Castellano I was a small child when I witnessed their ship land—war torn and ragged. These people emerged from malfunctioning airlocks not all that different than us, only where it mattered. They knelt in the soft dirt, crying. When they rose, they asked for sanctuary—a place to start over—a place to live their lives in peace. Their elders had seen peace. Their young knew it not. They relayed stories of war and ravaging, of death and destruction. They wanted better—to provide a future for the next generation. We sympathized. We offered them the chance to make new lives on our planet....