NEW FLASH FICTION

Blue, or pink?

Do they taste the same?

Probably, but we could pretend. Blue could be blueberry. Or—well there aren’t many blue foods, are there?

Nope. And the pink?

Cherry. Maybe strawberry. Maybe tomato.

Tomato? Yuck. That’s an awful flavor for a marshmallow.

OK then, it’s settled, cherry. So, what shall it be, blueberry or cherry?

Hmmm. Blueberry.

He ate the blueberry marshmallow. She ate the cherry marshmallow. They both ate quite slowly, as that was the end of the bag. Now they would have to wait until the bombs stopped falling.

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Mark Ifanson writes stories in various genres.  His work has found a home — or will soon be residing — at BULL, Maudlin House, Penumbra, Pfudalmda Dadamag, Points in Case, Defenestration, Little Old Lady Comedy, Witcraft, and other literary neighborhoods. His recent work can be accessed at https://www.chillsubs.com/profile/markifanson .