Flash Fiction

Portable

I am who many people are: a person quite comfortable in their time zone, with a soul lodged inside of me somewhere, woven through my rib cage maybe if you want ...

Reverie

Nick smokes a joint in the sauna. He feels a deep and dreamy release. The smoke and steam are like being in a timeless mist. The world is behind him, his mother...

Lady in Blue

After nine o’clock I see her go off in a red Honda with the front bumper hanging off. The street lamps illuminate her dark makeup and revealed skin peeking out ...