-
Dead Butterflies
Lifeless butterflies, dead and dry, rest in their perpetual state upon a lovely journal that has yet to have its virgin pages marked with the scratching of a barely legible hand. Dead yet beautiful are the butterflies. Promising but empty is the journal. Thoughts can be as fragile as the wings of a dead and… Read more
-
The Darkness
I heard what sounded like screaming early in the morning, not long after dawn. It sounded as if something was dying, slowly, painfully. It screeched out one last cry before silence fell. Death echoed in that silence. I looked out the window. I’m not sure what I expected to see. There was a gray hue to the… Read more
-
The Reality of Perception
The smell of death l lingered like a salesman that wouldn’t take no for an answer. The is something about the rotting of flesh that reminds on how mortal a being with a heartbeat is. The rain poured off and on between bursts of sunlight. It was late afternoon, but I was still in my… Read more
-
Good Enough
The curse of perfectionism laid its heavy hand on my shoulder and whispered in my ear, counting all the ways I wasn’t good enough. I thought I’d learned not to listen to those whispers, but it appeared I was falling susceptible to them once again. I waited for the feeling to pass. A day or… Read more
-
The Path Less Followed
There is a pathThat leads to eternity,Where trees guide the wayWith unwavering certainty. There is a path where pain ceasesAnd dreams are released,Where one’s level of consciousnessIs greatly increased. There is a pathThat if you dare follow,What you are today,You shall no longer be tomorrow. There is a path to understandingWhere you will instinctively know,The… Read more
-
The Death of a Heart
Perceptions often distorted, Things not always as they seem; Reality is often illusion,That which is but a dream. What appears to be happiness,Is merely a cheerful mask;Nothing but a pleasant fiction,A daily perfected task. Can love break all barriers?Can it save an aching soul?Can it redeem a self-betrayal?Can it make an empty heart whole? A lifetime of… Read more
Flash Fiction and Short Stories
© 2026 S.B. Lacroix
