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rebecca harrison



The Missing Crochets


The crochet notes were always falling out of Poppy’s sheet music. They slipped out on her way to violin lessons. She sat at the back of the bus and listened to their even melody beneath the wheels. Under her teacher’s glare, she played through music of gaps and hurries. 

She walked home, scouring puddles for the lost notes. She heard them below rain patter and city winds. They were stuck in corners and gutters. She scooped them up, carried them home and tried to push them back into their sheets. But as she played her violin, they dropped from the pages and collected round her feet. 

She put the violin down. She hid the crochets under her bed. At night, she listened to their steady music. Her violin got dusty. She stopped her lessons and put the crochets in her shoes. She walked in time.






Rebecca Harrison sneezes like Donald Duck and can be summoned by a cake signal in the sky. Her best friend is a dog who can count. She was a finalist in the first Wyvern Lit flash fiction contest. Her stories can also be read at Fiction Attic, Remarkable Doorways Magazine, The Fable Online, Maudlin House, 99 Pine Street, Rose Red Review, Axolotl Magazine, and elsewhere.