Dead men, dead rats, dead trees out on the ridge. As I ran, I shouted at God, gods, any goddamned god who’d made the world we lived in at that moment. Dead mothers, children with napalm-sizzled skin. I screamed fuck at God.… more
Category Archives: FLASH NONFICTION
D’s Stories
FLASH NONFICTION by Sean Thomas DoughertyThe fact he wants to tell these stories tells me he wants to keep on breathing. He hasn’t given up yet. And when he sits outside on the bench and smokes, I see him staring off at the sky, his right arm gripping the wheel, turning down a back road, big wheels kicking up a hurricane of mud.
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Cosmic Brownie
FLASH NONFICTION by Josh OlsenOf all of the food and treats Kelso had eaten in his nearly thirteen years, the one thing we had never given him was chocolate, but on this, his final day, he partook. He loved it, of course. It’s fucking chocolate.… more
Objects as Possession
FLASH NONFICTION by Blake HC MihmWhat is more singularly human than to adorn our lives with objects. Objects that accompany us to a time bastardized by memory, that remind us in our isolation of people we can no longer hold. That split us open at the hinges and leave us bare to the world.… more
Neil’s Prostate
FLASH NONFICTION by Neil ConnellyHonestly, I thought I meant more to Neil. For every orgasm, from his shady teenage fumblings in sullied sheets to the creation of both his sons, I was there. Always reliable. Plugging away. Doing my prostate thing.… more
The Family Uniform
FLASH NONFICTION by Guy CramerThe one thing Papaw and I had in common was our breasts.… more
Venice Party
FLASH NONFICTION by Genevieve Anna TyrrellWhere’s the writers? The friends? The music? The beach bonfire? The laughter? But there is no party. I’m it. I’m the party.… more
The Chicago Winter Rain Wants to Cut a Bitch. You’re the Bitch.
FLASH NONFICTION by Johannah SimonThe rain doesn’t want you to dawdle at the end of the workday. The rain is your bully. It will piss in your Cheerios. It has one mission—purge the streets… more
SLIDE
FLASH NONFICTION by Casey Jo Graham WelmersWe didn’t know if his name was Jerry or Jeremy, and we never bothered to find out. To do so would have granted him personhood, and an upsetting place in our tenuous, paper doll world.… more
Hands
FLASH NONFICTION by Kara KahnkeI wonder about the type of man who believes he has a direct line to God. Direct power to heal individual people. What if I put my hands on him and slid them down his well-defined pecs? What if he didn’t view me as broken?… more
