flash fiction

“My brother and I started a sandbagging company. He handles the bagging and selling. I do all of the sand finding. The gathering.” His date moves her fork in...

The night they make us throw our words into the fire we have nothing but smiles behind our hands. The torn sheets of Merriam-Webster’s Dictionary include a p...

This includes the pennies and nickels and dimes you hoarded when we first married and you made more money than I did and told me don’t touch those they’re mine;...

Felicia heard the birds before four and her hair was still wet from the evening’s douse. She had her mind’s eye on waking Rupert, but he was on a bunk in anothe...

I met my doppelgänger at a bar. We dressed the same. We ate the same dish. We drank the same drink. We were born different towns with the same name. We travell...

You are holding a small sign. It says, Help. You scream, Help. A spider comes. Thank you, it says, that’s what I have been trying to say. You hold the sign up a...

Lolita: (n). 1. A book narrated by a pedophile written by a Russian 2. The book you threw at your boyfriend because it happened to be available and hefty, and t...

0th Week: Land in a country too green. Hear accents sing. Listen to your own clang like dropped pans on checkered floors. 1st Week: Cross streets. Look right. ...

Is the 30-something male caught having sex with a mannequin head in an elevator a preexisting condition that caused him to then set the head on fire? Is it a co...

There’s your kindergarten teacher who saw you bite that other sticky-eyed kid over a Vienna sausage about the same size as the kid’s bloated fingers. There’s...

I get a mocha to go, taking it to a Pacific park, thinking about food and art as I pass a fish taco stand's orca mural and a t-shirt shop.   Flowers ...

So listen up. If we’re going to date I need you to understand Brooke Davis. Because she is me and I am her and if you don’t support her you don’t support me. ...

dreamstop At the four way stop of your dream, a version of you and a long time no see friend are chatting across cars, heads spilling like jugs of formaldehy...

  The dinosaurs are shy and fairly small. My T-rex waits in the foyer for the mail as the Stegosaurus munches aloe vera in the kitchen. In the garage, t...