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FLASH FICTION (LESS THAN 1000 WORDS)

Apology

Apology

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Rather than someone she’d slept with during orientation, and twice more their first semester, he was now the kid brother she’d give life advice and hand-me-down Looney Tunes sweatshirts to.more

The Fire

The Fire

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People keep telling you that time heals all wounds and you want to tell them to fuck off. You want to grab them by their faces, squeeze, and scream that it will never get better. But you only nod and walk away.more

Saguaro

Saguaro

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He points the camera at her bulbous green nubs, tastes salt on his cheeks for the first time in days, and touches her long, wispy white hair that reminds him of Myna’s. “Hey, I’ve started singing in the shower again,” he tells her, as if, like his late wife, she’ll be proud.more

Two Stories

Two Stories

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Scott, held the brick—room 204, and now the envelope. He slunked past the rancid stinking cafeteria, and past the mosaic of tiles made by the sixth graders, his tile—black with a single white dot in the center. His eyes smiled when they landed on his dot—his father, sinking in a murky sea.more

Manly Tears

Manly Tears

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He wasn’t scared, or upset, or panicking. He was a man, he was angry. Full of rage. These were rageful tears.more

On a Clear Day You Can See Chicago

On a Clear Day You Can See Chicago

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Tess can’t tell Brick how no one says that’s how I roll or how literally everyone knows his name is actually Allan. Or other things. Like, she sometimes skips school and seeks patterns in the cracked ceiling above his brother’s bed.
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Rain Man

Rain Man

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K’s spending the night at mine because this time his pop has beat him real bad. It’s come out that K’s mom had another kid before she ever met him and K’s pop’s furious, been on a helluva bender for days, which only ever leads to one thing. Fists.more

three stories

three stories

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i came along like an accident, just after my mother’s first miscarrage. i dropped into her life like a toy from a claw machine. who’d thought she’d win a prize, much less the one she wanted.more

Match Day

Match Day

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And in that moment Hamish’s effervescence collapses into a droplet of unremarkable liquid, a blank face, straight back, the boy that Dick recognises but wants to know more about. So he says, “Yeah. Fuck Reading.”more

The Astronaut

The Astronaut

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I last touched your skin six weeks ago. Except… I didn’t really. That skin I touched you with has been shed. This body has never really touched you. That moment is gone and it could only ever have been kept alive by renewal, by touching you again. And I can’t. You’ve slipped through my fingers forever.more