Ochre Idyls
Poems, Haiku/Tanka, Short Fictions
Knowing who but not where, the android detective cross-referenced all locations associated with the perpetrator on a map. Two stood out. One in plain sight, the other on the outskirts of town. Plain sight was a short walk, and also too obvious. That left one. A defunct orange grove.
- Fiction
- 49 words
- < 1 min
- June 23, 2025