Flash Fiction

Shatter the Silence (Word Prompt Wednesday)

I remember peering around the doorway watching each plate shatter. Splintering into a ceramic snowstorm at the hands of my mother. For some reason my memory has omitted the sound. I see her mouth open wide, her eyes and nose dripping. I see the droplets merging with the flying debris as she furiously throws her… Continue reading Shatter the Silence (Word Prompt Wednesday)