Respair
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Like the old tongue, we retreated to the wilds.
Among the last, a linguist. Searching for firewood, we learnt fellowfeel. After,
confelicity, sharing its orangely glow.
In the restorative apricity of a winter sun, she renamed the world.
‘What does it mean?’ we asked.
Fresh hope, the earth whispers back.
Author: James Montgomery is a flash fiction writer based in Staffordshire, UK. He has won the Pokrass Prize and Retreat West’s best micro fiction prize, and been highly commended in the Bath Flash Fiction Award. James’ stories have been published in Reflex Fiction, Maudlin House, Gone Lawn and elsewhere.
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