Worthing Flash

I could taste the salt upon my lips as if surrounded by the ocean. My boyfriend walked ahead of me, photographing every moment. I took photographs myself, but what I was taking in was something I could never photograph. My brain is a bustling city, and every now and then, my neurons need to take a step outside for some fresh air and quiet. The minute my foot landed on the soft, moon-like terrain of Badwater Basin, the bustling city in my head went quiet. I took in the vast expanse of white terrain. And my brain took in the loudest sound it ever heard. I turned to my boyfriend and asked, “Hey, do you hear that?” He stopped, listened and asked, “What is it?” “Nothing.”   Maria Perry was inspired to start writing in high school when her high school English teacher said she was really good at writing short stories and asked if she considered being a writer. She enjoyed reading a lot of books. She majored in English/Creative Writing and Communications/Mass Comm at Cal State University,

It happened on a night like any other. We were at a church event having dinner. You weren’t there. I couldn’t understand why you kept calling our parents, the phone ringing repeatedly before Dad silenced it. “He wants money,” Dad said in a half-whisper to Mom. I was too young to understand that you’d done this all before: drunk texts and calls, expectations of payment. When we trudged up the driveway through the drizzling rain, we saw the first signs of sabotage. The handles of the front door had been tied shut with the garden hose and matches were on the ground. in a panic, Dad unlooped the garden hose. rain poured down on our heads as he struggled to muscle the hose out of the door handles. mom pushed us little ones inside and up to my brother’s bedroom. We felt safe at home in the dark until you shouted at us. You made threats about your “little friend.” We took that to mean a gun. I squeezed my eyes shut and covered my ears. You yelled at Dad. The first flames licked their way up t

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