Flash in the Pan


A Quarterly Posting at Tiny Lights

On Dandelions


by Alegria Imperial

A harried day is ending. The climb up the avenue has left me breathless. A smoky orange plate dangles over tops of straggly trees. My hands have turned rust; the highway, a dull beaten gold.

On the hill on stubbly grass yellow dots spark:
nothing but the last of dandelions, those persistent weeds blooming insistent flowers—tiny petals in helium yellow burning like a scandal.

No one tarries on a dandelion patch to meditate on nail-sized faces—such touching shyness. One sees malicious growth instead—if left thriving, dandelions could suffocate seeds and roots and bulbs that promise glory.

I have no tomorrows of American Beauty or rose-lipped tulips. Right off my window a sheet of ivy had smothered all life, climbing now to throttle a thin birch. Oh yes, life creeps on the ivy—on agile paws and furry tails those acrobats flashing pebble eyes whose pointed mouths could only hold one nut at a time, no pretenses there.

And so expecting no glories now or tomorrow, I stop half bent to peer at the flowering weeds, relishing the sound of their name. These weeds, are they perhaps a kin to Leo, the constellation the sun rules?

A hiss in the creeping dusk replies: even in their waning brightness, their masquerade entrances. Close to the ground, humbled it seems, dandelions nod smugly, engaged in their nature—a fascinating though familiar if intimate thought.

When I turn away, I feel my eyes on my steps afraid that in crushing one yellow dot I would find in its shreds the heart of my own pretensions.

Alegria Imperial says about herself,"An endless sense of wonder is all I think I have. It has been the source of all light for me. And each spark has been a flash of words—what else could it be?"

A retired Manila journalist, Alegria started writing fiction and poetry only recently.


Tenth Flash


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The Ambulance by Antonia Albany
A Similar Fate by Melanie Surani
Mr. Parker 1972 by Andrea Marcusa
Catch Of The Day by Barbara Toboni
Raking The Beach by Marion Agnew
The Christmas Box by Suzanne Aubin
Untitled by Jo Lauer


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