
A Squirrel Sonnet, by Guy Fletcher - Friday Flash Fiction
Jan 21, 2022 · Your poem makes me wonder if it wouldn't be good to be as mindless, as a squirrel, its only burden being to find the next meal.
The Squirrel Whisperer, by Marc Littman - Friday Flash Fiction
Dec 12, 2020 · Fancying himself The Squirrel Whisperer, Jed convened a squirrel summit. He stood in his backyard chittering to a horde of bushy tailed rodents who lined his garden walls …
Frederick Squirrel, by Bruce Levine - Friday Flash Fiction
Dec 7, 2019 · Frederick the squirrel ran down the tree for the hundredth time that day. He was looking for only the perfect nuts to add to his winter stash. Frederick lived in an abandoned …
A Walk in the Park, by Robert P. Bishop - Friday Flash Fiction
Apr 7, 2025 · How old do you want to be?” A squirrel scampered up, raised himself on rear legs and gazed at Harold with unblinking black eyes. “Good morning, Mr. Squirrel,” Harold said. …
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Sep 12, 2025 · A giant squirrel was a regular visitor to the trees outside my bedroom. It pretended to ignore me, but I've seen it often ogling at me. The insects' cacophony had become a lullaby. …
What Is Your Ideal Career? by Jane Reid - Friday Flash Fiction
Apr 16, 2019 · What is your favorite color? Lavender Magenta Cerise Eggshell What is your favorite breakfast? Pizza Quiche Doughnuts Enchiladas What would you do if a squirrel was at …
Poppy Field at Cardiff Castle, by Guy Fletcher
Nov 11, 2022 · as the ship sunk with eternity near. From more recent conflicts were photographs of young warriors in their prime, a poignant reminder of the horror of war as children laughed …
Acorns, by David Sydney - Friday Flash Fiction
6 days ago · “I can't stand that.” “What, Ed?” “That squirrel.” He was at the kitchen window, while Edna stood by the drip coffee maker, looking forward to her next cup of French roast with …
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May 9, 2025 · A giant squirrel was a regular visitor to the trees outside my bedroom. It pretended to ignore me, but I've seen it often ogling at me. The insects' cacophony had become a lullaby. …
The Harvest, by K.G. Song - Friday Flash Fiction
Dec 7, 2024 · Vibrant green tomato plants stood tall, resembling eager military cadets under the blazing sun, absorbing a custom-made cocktail of fertilizer and minerals. Mike strolled among …