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FLASH FICTION (LESS THAN 1000 WORDS)

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

Sauna Culture

Sauna Culture

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In time, it may occur to Juhani that his ex never said she wouldn’t sleep around. Eveliina says other things: Tapio’s in good shape, Kaarina has a sexy septum piercing, Lilja’s in a polycule. But during this evening sauna, Eveliina isn’t saying very much.more

A Conversation

A Conversation

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He takes a drink of his beer and a handful of cashews from the little silver bowl in front of him. Normally, I’d make a joke about him having nuts in his hands, but that doesn’t seem appropriate.more

Two Stories

Two Stories

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I think of Renaissance art, of how difficult it is to tell the saved from the damned, the human from the holy. Imagine the miracle of this woman’s corded neck as she bends toward Sally’s ear. Her pinned name tag falls to the floor. I’m searching for the glint of an odd halo. more

THREE STORIES

THREE STORIES

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All clean rice requires some violence.more

Bum Dog

Bum Dog

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Look here, they seemed to be saying. The man took my balls. I am the last of my line. I am the conclusion.more

Pariah

Pariah

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When I was in my 20s I’d think: I can do anything for a year. A year is nothing. I can snort coke every day; I can date a psychotic nymphomaniac. In my 30s I’d think: I can survive on unemployment; I can live without health insurance. I can sleep in my car. Now, a year feels like darkness where there will never be light.more

Selling Hotdogs

Selling Hotdogs

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As another gust of wind blows, I imagine them locked in a passionate embrace. I bite my lip so hard it bleeds. I run my tongue over my lips. The bitter taste of regret and envy continues to swirl inside my mouth.more

Stand Close

Stand Close

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All that winter my apartment was a rocking boat. I decided to slip notes underneath the doors of my disputing neighbours. I let them all know, anonymously, whose sides I was on. My choices were random, but I felt like taking some sort of an action.more