"A Dead Sea"
Flash fiction originally published in Writer's Digest, December, 2017
(Photo credit: Getty Images) I see the curve of the coastline, a maw, rimmed by falling down and half-finished buildings that rise up like jagged, broken teeth cutting into the haze-blurred mountains, and I stop. I pause here every morning as I walk back along this deserted beach toward the city, looking for a spark, anything to validate why, when I moved here from the last place (and the place before that), I thought ocean and mountains might give me more than empty and ugly
