Flash Fiction

Fiction

Two Scoops

When the man ran into Applebee's yelling “Help me, help me,” no one got up to help him, and Norman Fletcher just shoveled another spoonful o...

Poetry

The Endeavor

I’ve often wondered what makes life worth living It might have a tendency to change. Like waves Lake Michigan is more accurate than any ho...

2026

We wanted to be Keanu and to know kung fu. We chose keystrokes over sequoias too large to put your arms around. We have forgotten the st...

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