I think we once said ‘no zombies’ when we asked for submissions. Well, the thing about zombies is that they get you in the end if you’re not careful. But if you don’t actually call them zombies, then maybe their bite won’t hurt, much. And maybe, just maybe, no-one will notice. You’ll shamble along, singing your song, but it won’t take long before it all goes wrong. Wyld Flash 46 – Rhymes With Dead by Aeryn Rudel is our 46th helping of free flash fiction live now on the website. A dire warning that if complacency doesn’t get you, poetry certainly will.