Flash Fiction Four: Fantasy and Fables
Long ago, Snow White’s ancestors invaded a beautiful, sunny land. There she lived in the Queen’s care. The Queen asked her magic mirror, “Who is the fairest in the land?”
It replied, “If you mean fair as in pale, it’s Snow White. But don’t hold yourself to the beauty standards of your oppressors. Love yourself.”
Flash Fiction Three: Creative [Non]Fiction
We kept a jar of my grandmother’s chilli pickle in the freezer while my father flew to Malaysia for her funeral.
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