flash fiction

Deciding Moment   The man with the bandana on his face set aflame the rag in the bottle in my hand. Fire felt odd in my hand, I didn’t know what I wa...

Conspicuous   He was wearing sunglasses and seemed oblivious to everything around, except the highway ahead. "The black country," he called it, looking...

Hero’s March   To compose the perfect hero’s march, you need a few key elements.   1)   Revolution – for without it there would be no need...

Move to Florida, They Said     Move to Florida, they said. Enjoy the heat, walk on the beach, bask in the sun. The sun gave me freckles and squamou...

Bartonville Scene Report: Aria   The music in Aria's earbuds follows her into her dreams some nights. At times, she dreams vampire stories which she writ...

A Congregation Of Sparrows   Every morning, when he wasn't at the Veteran Administration's Hospital or teaching a course in philosophy at the United Fe...

Feeder   We’re reaching the end game now.   Where once she astounded me with her beauty, she now repulses me.   Her body is fighting it. I ...

Tandem My best friend and I used to ride our bike through cities swollen with cars. I always sat in the back so I could admire the straight hairline in the mid...

The Puzzle Man I   The Puzzle Man stood and she looked at him with a smile.   “I’m missing a few parts,” he said to her.   “We all are,” sh...

The Love Triangle   Thus spake the prophet: “I am the king, the phallic king of diamond destruction.”   She laughed at him.   “You’re a...