Delta Shorts – Flash Fiction from the Delta
Short fiction drawn from the people and places of the Delta
THE THREAT: Heed the Reaper
WARNING: See end of post! THE THREAT: Heed the Reaper by William Prentiss It started with a threat… While attending Bible college, in another life, I memorized a proverb describing...
Casa De Macabre
Case De Macabre Windows hazy bad moon ascending portends of malignancy lightly restrained ...
Mornings with Tolstoy – Day Thirteen
Ice on Limbs in Friars Point, MS By WILLIAM PRENTISS “Judge not that ye be not judged. For with what judgment ye judge, ye shall be judged: and with what measure...
Mornings with Tolstoy – Day Twelve
Sunset over the Mississippi Delta on a very cold winter day. ©2015 Photo by Billy Howell By WILLIAM PRENTISS I lie here mortally disconnected to humanity, only God! Sis, not...
Mornings with Tolstoy – Day Eleven
Poor William with his back to the sun. ©2014 DELTA BOHEMIAN® By WILLIAM PRENTISS My world is obsidian; it was formerly gray splintered by veiny shafts of ochre spasmodically penetrating...
Mornings with Tolstoy – Day Ten
Hawk and jet vapor trail over the Mississippi Delta By WILLIAM PRENTISS I no longer have use for money, material possessions, or tangibles associated with not being in a presumed coma....
Mornings with Tolstoy – Day Nine
Sunrise in the Mississippi Delta. ©2014 THE DELTA BOHEMIAN® By WILLIAM PRENTISS Prior to being in a suspended state due to a brutal attack, I thought I possessed a highly developed,...
Mornings with Tolstoy – Day Eight
Moon Lake. Photo by Delta Bohemian ©2014 By WILLIAM PRENTISS “Real religion cannot be opposed to intellect.” — Leo Tolstoy A perennial question plaguing thinkers, believers and thinking believers concerns...
Mornings with Tolstoy – Day Seven
A pier to hope. Photo by Delta Bohemian ©2014 By WILLIAM PRENTISS I lie here only able to hear, and that unknown to others, thinking about empathy and compassion, wondering...
Mornings with Tolstoy – Day Six
A view of the Mississippi Gulf. Photo by Delta Bohemian By WILLIAM PRENTISS Hours on end, thinking yet not seeing, hearing but not feeling, feeling but never expressing, this is my...