Flash Fiction: Manhattan Tide

I gaze at the semi-submerged towers of Manhattan. Cold waves lash the former home of millions.

“Global warming?” I ask the old shanty boatman.

“No,” he answers. “Billions of ice meteors. Stripped the satellites. Only a few impacts, but it rained for years…”



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