Flash Fiction: Ghosting
We used to sit in those chairs. Sharing the clouds in our coffee. Our friendship, solid as a rock — us against the world.
Ha! The mental agony you left behind as I grip for a reason. Did I do something wrong? The question haunts long after you’re long gone. A ghosting byproduct. The shadow of you made home in my psyche. My mind is as empty as those chairs. Unintentional self-preservation. Your shadow, a reminder to withdraw.
All shadows shrink with exposure. I shine the light on ours and invite others to occupy those chairs — the birth of laughter and new friendships.
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Note: The shadow is a psychological concept. The concept of the shadow is complex, but to grossly simplify, the shadow is a person’s repressed feelings and is expressed through unintentional behaviours. Of course, the shadow in this story can also be read poetically. Reader choice.
Published by Tannille
A writer from sunny Perth. Local writing group facilitator and blogger by day, tortured novelist by night. View all posts by Tannille
Originally published at http://tannille.com on June 14, 2023.






