Stories tagged flash

Game Night

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We’re all competitive and drunk.

Beauty and the Breasts: A Conversation

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Jesus has monkey toes and breasts.

Admit Nothing

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Traveling in half-lit fluorescence, she smiles up at me, pale and strained

Liplorn

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Lucinda was born with red lipstick.

The Moral of This Story Is

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Always take the train.

The Raisin Effect

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I imagine diving into a vat of dried fruit, enjoying the unmistakable sweetness in each shriveled morsel, until I find myself biting into an undetected metal shard.

Freedom Can Wait

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If a mid-life crisis wasn't about freedom, well Phil didn't know.

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Five girls wobble into the train car. Their blistered feet protrude from the bedazzled straps of their sandals. Conductor: “Girls in the back with the open containers, you can't have those on the train.” A heavy-set girl in a belted yellow mini-dress…

Sunrises and Borrowed Pages

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I'm sitting on the B-line toward Park, and there is a woman with the same black bob as Mad TV's Miss Swan, and she is leaning the whole front of her body against the whole pole in front of me, and even though there is plenty of space around her, she is pressed up…

The Cracks Between My Keyboard Keys

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In exactly 100 words, I review the cracks between my keyboard keys.

History of Moon Velveeta

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Only ever been twelve men on the moon. And one cheese.

Frida with Monkey, 1940

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It has scent, your heat, of jonquils and lime, of spices seared in a hot black pan.

It Came to Pass After This

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We sat in silence, the entire train, the few other passengers in anxious wait to see if I would change my mind. We all flipped pages, glanced up at each other, looked away when noticed.

Porch

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“Emerald Leaf Borers, Dutch Elm Disease and Gypsy Moths blow through here like the Plagues of Egypt,” said Rafe, sipping from his glass of Parallel 44 wine. “You'd think we'd get more than a few days of good weather for all the parasites we feed.” …

Rosaleen In Mourning

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She hardly twitches. Her face regards the stars. If her body is an object, it is the isthmus before global warming. They want to find the source of the glacier in her eyes that is always melting. Maybe they like a woman who cries.