Stories tagged flash-fiction

Fast

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Everything seems still, but it's not.

Nobody Told Marni

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Marni never spoke first. And so, in love as she was, no-one dared question how or who when Marni's belly swelled and her cries circled a harvest moon... [304 words]

Light Eyes

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Once, when he had been married for a year, she sent him a card which said, "If you have seen a cat smoke a pipe, you have got it made." There was an illustration of a big, black panther, standing up on its hind legs, smoking what looked like a big tub of

In the Nature of Scorpions and Tortoises

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Scorpions can be very pushy, and any tortoise hates being called a bigot.

Things I Should Have Done - #2

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I do not trust Shay anymore.

Elephant

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In the present moment, she is there for you. Faithful.

Just Another Rainy Day

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Tasha loved to tease the rain. She sat still with her legs folded on the bench, never once looking the clouds in the eye.

My Rice Krispies Treat

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He was a freak, but I married him anyway. I was a loner. I was lonely. I would have married a one-legged troll on Easter Sunday if it meant it would break me from my fitful, yet dull life.

Yeah

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...all you can do for me now is to say, she’s starting to smell, she can’t cope...

Now or Never

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One by one our friends are kicking the bucket. Let's get together. It's now or never, we figure.

pickup truck

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The first time we fucked my face was squashed between a seatbelt buckle and the right-side door.

The Illumination

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"Mortify me, father," she said.

Last Stop To Dream

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This time is different. The dream doesn’t continue with endless walking.

Block

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But then someone brews a pot of coffee. Or finishes the last 1/17th of the Pinot in the refrigerator. And there goes the mind—swimming out to a lost sea, on the moon.

Abre La Puerta

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My daughter, now four, can count to 15 in Spanish. How old are you? Cuatro. How old will you be on your birthday? Cinco. She likes Dora and thinks Diego is weird.