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Flash Fiction chosen by Epiphany Ferrell
This story contains some of the elements that make a Meg Pokrass flash fiction something to remember: an animal that is both itself and a symbol of something larger; a narrator who is on the outside looking in; and an unexpected connection / comparison between disconnected things (Chinese noodles). The small moment that later has momentous meaning—that’s where this story lives.
I read this story years ago and the darkness has remained. I love the desperation and utter wrongness stemming from loss—or is it from possessiveness? The horror begins with the first sentence and grows, inexorably, and I’m left reeling.
I love everything about this story, not the least reason is the reference to the Irish myth of the selkie. But with Claffey it’s the tone evoked so beautifully always though his melodic word choice. This is in the collection Blood a Cold Blue—recommended.
There is so much going on in this story, so many possible interpretations, symbolic and literal both. It’s part ghost story, part tragedy, part loss of innocence, even part temper tantrum. I’m left with all the interpretations at once and a deep appreciation of the language.