Streets of Blood

Flash Fiction

A mother's screams pierces through the darkness. At her feet, her teenage son's body lays lifeless. Rain falls softely. The street runs with his blood.

Reviews

[Yellow Butterfly]

You have set the scene very well leaving the reader wanting to know what happens next.....

Written with lots of suspense ...

[Coyote Poetry]

My hometown of Detroit. Nine people were killed in one weekend. Many sad mama's and father's wishing for a better world. The story was short. But a real story in most big cities. Thank you for the story.
Coyote