Nature Flash Fiction – Tiny Seed Literary Journal

Landing

11 Jun 202216 May 2022

The invasion was not what we expected. Everyone had been wrong. The Outer Limits and Twilight Zone had it wrong. The B movies of the old drive-in theaters were quite…

Saltwater

6 Jun 202215 May 2022

The path was gritty beneath my bare feet as I made my way toward the water. A cool evening breeze tossed my loose bangs across my face, dispelling the muggy,…

Lessons from the Wild…

People Still Get Polio

11 Jan 202111 Jan 2021

I discover a skinny desert path on my first morning walk in the Arizona neighborhood. The trail’s opening looks menacing in that brutal desert way, but further up the hill…

Lessons from the Wild…

Once in a Lifetime

9 Jan 20218 Jan 2021

Marine biologists said it would only happen once, a phenomenon, swarming of bait fish off Cape Cuvier along distant Western Australian coast. A desolate, rocky place, few got to observe…

Lessons from the Wild…

The Unraveling

2 Jan 202127 Dec 2020

Kingfisher was putting on a show. Circling overhead as I soaked my parched skin in the rocky pool, fed by the hidden spring. They landed on a branch near…

Lessons from the Wild…

An Olfactory History of Cantaloupes

27 Dec 202027 Dec 2020

Cantaloupe sprouts smell like fully-formed cantaloupes when I water them. The air in the greenhouse is already heavy with moisture; the thermometer says 90 degrees by 9am. Water hits the…

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I Think of Night

15 Nov 20209 Nov 2020

Here comes a woman, her legs like lamp-posts and her teeth bared. We feel bad for whatever we’ve done, we’re in trouble now. She’s got the look of a…

3 Broadsides

11 Nov 202011 Nov 2020

By Margaret McCarthy Margaret McCarthy brings the eye of a poet to her photography, exploring archetypes of myth and dream in her imagery. Exhibitions include: the Fogg Art Museum, The…

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A Walk on the Wild Side

30 Oct 202024 Oct 2020

I’m lucky. I live in beautiful Hunterdon County, New Jersey. And there’s wildlife everywhere. On my daily, early morning walks, I see deer, rabbits, squirrels, wild turkeys, even a…

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Mother and Child

29 Oct 202018 Oct 2020

I was born on a spring morning when the leaves were half-sprouted and the frost was still sparkling on the grass. My mother, thirsty with pain and exhaustion, licked it…

Obituary: A Tree

28 Oct 202018 Nov 2020

Her birth was born in scat. A seed that had passed through the inner lining of a grey fox that had gulped her up on accident as he, in turn,…

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The Garden

26 Oct 202015 Oct 2020

The quote on my teabag reads, “A garden is a delight to the eye and a solace for the soul” bringing about a memory of my grandfather kneeling at…

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Why the Creek Weeps

23 Oct 202015 Oct 2020

Photos and Story by Ricardo Jose Gonzalez-Rothi An academic physician and scientific writer, Ricardo has had his fiction, creative non-fiction and poetry featured in the U.S. and in the U.K.,…

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Crow and Sunny

19 Oct 202013 Oct 2020

I used to watch her running through the dog pasture. She was shaggy. Her ears dark and long, almost to the ground, stuck way out from her head. Seven or…

behavior in crisis

13 Oct 20209 Oct 2020

Poem by Ruth Mota Ruth Mota lives in the Santa Cruz Mountains of California where she writes poetry inspired by the wildlife around her. She enjoys facilitating poetry circles to…

Kindred Spirits

9 Oct 20206 Oct 2020

I woke from a bad dream to the sound of a buzz saw to discover the mangled corpse of chopped wood chunks and strewn branches, the remains of the beautiful tree that protected my balcony. The former golf…

The Ivory Elephant

5 Oct 20205 Oct 2020

My father often said, “You can’t really understand someone unless you walk in their shoes”. I didn’t understand what this meant until the day I went with my mother to…

The Walking Cure

5 Oct 20206 Oct 2020

Losing an arm wasn’t a problem, the Army told her. Look up the names: Horatio Nelson, Álvaro Obregón, Stonewall Jackson. All of them men, but never mind. There was a…

The Guardian

4 Oct 20202 Oct 2020

Sometimes you just know that you are walking into a magical fairy place. You see the signs and feel the vibes that invite you in and welcome you. At first,…

Moss and Mushrooms…

Moss & Mushroom Flash Fiction

24 Sep 202015 Sep 2020

“A rolling stone gathers no moss” or so the saying goes. But what does it mean? A Google search reveals a definition from Oxford Languages: “A person who does not…

Moss and Mushrooms…

Only the Deer Ticks Pray

17 Sep 20207 Sep 2020

The Last State Park closes on a Tuesday. The woman shuts the gate behind her in khaki-colored reverence. She is the last one to enter, this woman who searched for…