A piece of flash fiction from last year if you want to take a look! Ghostly goings-on on the Fylde Coast.
Kieran WyattThe estuary was going, going – gone. I opened the cupboard above the sink. The tub of Sweetex was melting and pooling. It gave off something carcinogenic. Between the flames, Mum stood, anaemic, breathing slowly through her mouth. kieranstorieswriter.wordpress.com/2025/10/21/o...