Stories tagged flash-fiction

Mary Jesus

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When he grew up he was going to be a man. When he found Mary Jesus, he’d put her hair in pigtails.

Quarter-turn the Quaternion

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One could count fifty moons hanging in the sky, in rows and columns of smaller skies.

Flesh

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...was a delicious little sin.

Bobby Fischer in Budapest

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Bobby Fischer hates anyone using his name. Movies, books, stories, news articles, games. Kasparov, Spassky, even Deep Blue—he cursed them for ever having thought of his name. Whoever's thinking my name right now—burn in hell!

Cinnamon Doughnuts and a Neenish Tart

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Mr Robertson chuckled gently as he caught the aroma of freshly cooked cinnamon doughnuts and watched the oil leave its fingerprints.

No Pretty Boy

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Janice liked me being in the closet while she brought dudes home from the Mack. We both liked it, but sometimes, sitting on that folding chair for that twenty minutes among her clothes, all perfume-stanky and leather-smell, it felt like the whole world wa

Like a Family

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live on Carl Street near the park in a room big enough for myself and maybe a ferret, a half block from the express train.

Old Photos

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There's this sepia-toned photograph, which my mother gave me, of my brother and me when we were still both youngsters. In the picture my brother's dressed in a skimpy checked suit whose sleeves were already too short for him — on its way to becom

The Death of Childhood Heroes (or "Roadkill")

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We were pushing ninety down the highway through a stretch of what rightfully should have been called the Badlands. We were both absorbed and coping with the rapidly escalating stages of desperation and so neither of us noticed when the yellow figure stepped…

End of the Century

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She’s a blue girl, a girl in blue. In the doldrums and on the dole, or soon to be.

The Piss-Colored Man

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His open door was interpreted by the neighbor as an invitation to all but place a mirror under his nose. She demanded opportunities to fluff his pillows and coerced him into accepting gifts of food, more than he could possibly eat, and sometimes ate with

Overtone

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He had just broken up with her and felt free, yet horny.

Bartering

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I knew this guy who thought getting HIV would be good for his career.

a random thought

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They shake, shake, while mouths say the words.

Lonely Heart

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Billy finds it hard to imagine that his image will inspire passion.