Evan Quinlan

A Zombie Parable

In Drabbles, Fiction, Mysticism, Short Stories on January 25, 2011 at 4:18 pm

A woman fleeing from a zombie found herself on the roof of a skyscraper.  She climbed over the rail and shimmied away from the zombie on a flagpole jutting from the building’s edge.  Hundreds of feet below, a shifting mass of shapes howled with hunger and rage.

Two decaying, zombified pigeons, one white, one black, landed on the flagpole from which she hung and began to peck at her fingers.  She looked straight ahead and saw herself reflected in the tower’s glass exterior.  Behind her, a golden sunrise peeked over the city’s silhouetted skyline.

That sunrise is very beautiful, she thought.

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  1. Live in the moment – even if it only lasts 30 seconds. . .

  2. So glad you didn’t peck her off the flagpole!

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