Posted in Life and After


The fly persisted to sit on my screen.

It made me angry.

It was free to fly away.

I wasn’t.


Jealous, I swatted.

It flew,

and returned to tease me—


I was tied

to my homestead and duties.

She wasn’t.


I am an Instructional Designer, avid reader, small-town woman and working mother with a fish-eye perspective. I have just published my first book, The Forest Bed and other short stories. If you like my stories on this blog, feel free to Like, Comment, Reblog and Share. You can reach me at or through my Facebook page

One thought on “Tease

  1. I wrote a story like this a few years ago only the narrator traps the fly at their desk and swats it at the end. So tragic that society creates lives that make people feel jealous of a fly.

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