everything is dusty and dead, with dust still hovering in the air from his car. he stands there, quiet, a small smile on what could only be described as a head still growing into the man… more
Writer: john compton
the dead man was someone i didn’t recognize.
FLASH FICTION by john comptoni always remember the dead as gray, & always startled when they look alive.… more
three stories
FLASH FICTION by john comptoni came along like an accident, just after my mother’s first miscarrage. i dropped into her life like a toy from a claw machine. who’d thought she’d win a prize, much less the one she wanted.… more
