(Flash and) Fleur Friday No. 9

Jeanne sat next to Terrence on her couch, she gave him a minute when he came to her apartment to take her to see Eliza. Terrence texted her to let her know that Eliza had been a passenger in a car accident, that she she saw on the news because of Eliza’s semi-celebrity status. “I […]

Fleur Friday No. 8 — Traditional

Mal was asleep beside her, and Jeanne was somewhere between sleep and wake. Her drowsy eyelids grazed his warm skin and made her feel drugged with tiredness. “What’s wrong?” Mal whispered, rubbing her cheeks softly under the eyes. Jeanne did not even realize that tears had formed, she pressed her face to his now damp […]

(Flash And) Fleur Friday No. 6

Jeanne was in a daze between the wine, and the incredulity of the fact that her father was dead. The father she never met was dead, and it was a startling revelation. She hoped she covered up nicely enough, when Eliza took her hand and asked if she was okay. When she left Eliza and […]

Fleur Friday No. 5 — Discord

Jeanne delicately spooned the fragrant broth at the bottom of her bowl. She was so close to Eliza, she could smell the wine on her breath—the bottle she had purchased for the table, that she and Terrence drank like water. Jeanne had enough, but was afraid if she drank too much she would reveal too […]

Fleur Friday No. 4 — Sisters

Jeanne’s pace increased as she heard the heavy tread of footsteps behind her. It was the middle of the day, but this was New York and it was clear that she was being followed. “Excuse me, wait, miss?” Jeanne turned around, and within minutes of their last encounter, she was again looking Eliza in the […]

Fleur Friday No. 3 — Newspaper

Jeanne hugged Karys, before she got out of her car and walked up to her apartment. In her apartment, she wrapped her arms about herself. Thoughts of Mal filled her head, he had been texting her floral texts since she left. She really was his Fleur. She liked spending time with Karys who was like […]

Fleur Friday No. 2 — Les Fleurs du Mal

Mal with a naked face, lying on his side looking at her made Jeanne feel fragile. That was why he called her Fleur, a play on Baudelaire’s Les Fleurs du Mal. She was his fleur–his flower. “Your corpse flower maybe!” she would chide, but this time, she wanted to be fragile to him. To be […]

Fleur Friday No. 1 — Release

Jeanne placed the newspaper next to her in the backseat of the town-car. The driver had left newspapers and magazines in the back, so passengers could read them while he was driving them to their destination. Newspapers reminded her of herself, or her sister since one or the other was in them all the time…and […]

Wicked Wednesday #337/Friday Flash No. 31

Eliza felt like a queen, her hand in Rafe’s and his lips adhesived to the top of it. This was their first small party as a couple. She had invited her sister to one of her favorite bars close to where Jeanne lived because she had not been out of her apartment, her city or […]

Masturbation Monday No. 214/Friday Flash No. 26 — Tentacles

Sabrina stared at Damaris, whose hands were firmly between her legs. Damaris smiled softly. “I do not mean like that Sabrina!” she exclaimed. “I meant to sleep with me like Carole used to when we were young. I miss her so much you know?”
 Sabrina nodded and pulled a blanket over Damaris whose eyes closed […]