I ran a quick round robin tournament through my head of everything I’d ever loved and started to squeeze the fresh pack of cigs in my hand, a grand/empty gesture to show how much I would destroy just for the opportunity to hold you one more night.… more
Category Archives: FLASH NONFICTION
HUNGER
FLASH NONFICTION by Kent JacobsonThe men liked to talk. Trippi, they’d say, Trippi. What’d he do now? They had families, but what’d the kid do? His latest was always worth laughs, and a sense of who they were. The kid had something loose.… more
Crow
FLASH NONFICTION by Sean G. MeggesonThe crowing was a complaint, and a plea. Look, help. An angry complaint of danger obvious to the crow only. Anger toward, I am now convinced, the fatal human vanity of taking up earth and sky with crow-useless buildings and their miniscule window ledges.… more
coming home
FLASH NONFICTION by Ari Koontzmarquette, michigan, squats smack-dab in the middle of nowhere and there are no gay bars till green bay, unless you count the bar in the town of gay, michigan, where according to jojo on google reviews her group of 5 “felt unwelcome, bartender was very rude.”… more
When Life Gives You Lemons
FLASH NONFICTION by Delphine Gauthier-GeorgakopoulosKeep your fucking lemons and go make your own fucking lemonade if you like it so much. I’d rather have a beer.… more
What Charlie Knew
FLASH NONFICTION by James HannonMass murder is a good career move. Just look at all the presidents who get parades for killing thousands, millions even. People were so stupid it made Charlie’s head hurt. A lot.… more
You Say You Want a (Diet) Revolution?
FLASH NONFICTION by Justin KolberBeing at the bottom of a pendulum swing is where I come alive. Eating a shitty greasy meal is a reason to eat healthy the next time. Screwing up is a welcome, distracting rasion d’etre.… more
How much longer is this going to take
FLASH NONFICTION by Ed SageI was in a diaper at age four because Liz and Michelle needed a baby for their game. I liked being in the diaper. Even after Steven and Billy saw me, I stayed in the diaper.… more
United State
FLASH NONFICTION by Sean McFaddenTilting under the bucket’s weight, I turn, the bucket slamming the baseball-sized patch of necrotic skin on my leg where the graft failed, where dead black skin mottled with pale-yellow melted cheese. I limp over to their precious dirt pile to dump out while Scotty the commercial fisherman glares at me.… more
Grandpa Died
FLASH NONFICTION by IAN DOUGLAS ROBERTSONGrandpa died on Monday. I loved him. At his funeral, I should have cried but I felt like laughing.… more
