flash fiction

Neon

We had drunk too much. We stood propped by glass cubes, mocking a clear-paned window. Like us, its clarity is mottled, a once translucency muddling with ribbons...

WHIP IT

Niall was in high school, older than us and he wore glasses that were octagonal and shaded so that you could just barely make out his eyes. His sister was young...

Tour Jets

Tickets were expensive. $50,000 for a seat on the jet that flew from Boston through a hologram of the World Trade Center in Manhattan. About half the passengers...

Happy Unicorn

I save the ribbed horn for last after the glowing tenderloins and flaky iridescent wings marinated in fairy juice. I take if off my plate and grip the eyeless m...

Gesture

Infinity drifting up, fading out, exhale: spaciousness. Light echoes through the cave. Darkness. A room with five lamps, three tall windows, emerald curtains gr...