There is no need for entertainment in this exercise. No mini marshmallows to ruin the cabbage. If there absolutely must be some action, killing the husband is always acceptable.… more
Category Archives: FLASH FICTION
Two Stories
FLASH FICTION by Laton CarterThat last comment—just another film school fuck-up—had gotten under his skin. Who’d said that anyway? Maybe he’d said it. It wasn’t impossible to say things like that to yourself.… more
The Long View
FLASH FICTION by Phebe JewellIt takes Edgar three afternoons to clear the tiny plot behind the condemned school. Overgrown with ivy and blackberry, the ground is a minefield of used needles and condoms sagging under the sad weight of spent sperm. He fills boxes with shards of glass, stuffing mildewed blankets and sleeping bags on top. No one pays attention to the old man loading his truck.… more
Jake Paul Beats Mike Tyson
FLASH FICTION by Timothy C GoodwinThis is what it felt like to be the first person whose sword is cracked in two by a metal slug, announcing the first hail of gunfire that demeans your fellow conquerors into an Oh-those-poor-bastards of a footnote.… more
Apology
FLASH FICTION by Pete AbleRather 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
FLASH FICTION by James EvansPeople 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
FLASH FICTION by Meg PokrassHe 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
FLASH FICTION by Jeanne-Marie FlemingScott, 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
FLASH FICTION by Benedict PignatelliHe 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
FLASH FICTION by Tammy PeacyTess 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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