Buy a loaf of sliced bread, go to the Thames and start throwing that shit in the air. It’s like the fucking Battle of Britain. Gulls whoosh like Spitfires in the sky—screeching, flapping, fighting. One grabs a piece, the others go rabid, chase it, peck until they draw blood. Gulls of war!… more
Category Archives: FLASH FICTION
Cool
FLASH FICTION by Steve GergleyWe talked about a four-story gothic mansion hidden in the dirt-caked gut of the woods. How we would build it, how many rooms we’d want, what we would do in there once it was finished. Her hair brushed against my neck like the long, soft fibers of lush prairie grass.… more
Looking at a Polar Sunset Ray
FLASH FICTION by Salvatore DifalcoHe talked about puppets incessantly and I could barely understand anything he said. And he was an insufferable misogynist. And I was repulsed. And yet, I was unable to shake him, to separate myself from him. I offer no explanation for this. There are mysteries in life we must resign ourselves to never resolving.… more
TWO STORIES
FLASH FICTION by Sarp SozdinlerIt looks like a clump of hair and something else. Not alive, but not “not alive.” A little wet, like it had thoughts once.… more
An Artist’s Wife Near Argenteuil
FLASH FICTION by Rola ElnaggarThis is the price you have to pay if you want to be remembered alongside your artist husband. You have to weather his torments, his brokenness. You have to acknowledge that your brokenness must match his. He must look at you and find his own hollowness staring back at him.… more
Iceplant Summer
FLASH FICTION by Jenn Stroud RossmannPlants were not docile, passive objects: they occupied each other’s soil, fought for air and nutrients, colonized; plants like kudzu were hell-bent on global domination. … more
repeat after me
FLASH FICTION by Jan HassmannA piss-drunk life coach once asked me to describe my life in three adjectives, and I just said far-out, glorious, and tits, and we burst out laughing and stayed drunk and friends until it all bombed and he had to move back in with his mum.… more
AFTER PHALLIC SYMBOLS
FLASH FICTION by Cletus CrowSteve wants to fuck after reading my poetry about penises.… more
Rescue
FLASH FICTION by Diane D. GilletteYou drag her out at sunset, when the sky is an edible pink like grapefruit and the birds call out their goodnight songs. She’ll agree to go anywhere with you after another night of broken promises. You’re driven to test the limits of that guilt.… more
Bullets are not circles but they leave circles behind
FLASH FICTION by Cole BeauchampJamar splayed on the hood of your car as the cops are grinding grinding his face into the hot metal and you’re in the passenger seat hands high and visible cause you know what to do Mama drilled that in good and proper.… more
