Tag Archive: Flash Fiction

Sep 12

Letters from Lovers

Gladys sat in her rocking chair, letting the blanket she was knitting fall across her knees. Henry jumped into her lap, pushing his furry head between her and her project. He tried to bat away the ball of yarn, but she caught it before it could roll away. “Is it that time already, Henry?” Gladys …

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Jan 17

One Last Kill

I stand in the corner of the execution chamber, unnoticed, unseen. Through the glass window, I see the mothers. His sits on the right side, alone between two empty chairs. Theirs sits on the left, all three chairs occupied. All of the mothers look gray and weary, old before their time. He shuffles in, wearing …

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Jan 10

The Sunny Side

Winter lasts too damn long, James thought as he pulled on his overcoat, gloves and galoshes just to go get the mail. He looked around as he trudged towards the mailbox — gray. Everything was gray. The sky was gray, the barren trees were gray, the dirty buildings were gray, and the snow under his …

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Nov 15

Siren Assassin

I am a mercenary, an outcast among my own people, a siren assassin who sparks fear even in the hearts of those who hire me. The king informs me that his only daughter, his pearl, Princess Kim, has been kidnapped by pirates. The king’s fleet followed, of course, but lost sight of their ship when …

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Nov 08

Groundhog Day

I wake, and he stirs beside me, presses me deeper into the bed, wraps his hands around my ankles, my wrists, my neck. I push aside and make myself get up. I put one sluggish foot in front of another and make it as far as the bathroom. One triumph today. I take my pills, …

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Oct 25


I flew along the Leech River, searching for signs of life caught in the snares hidden in the foliage along the bank. A crisp autumn breeze caught me off-guard, sending me into an airborne somersault before I righted myself and continued my quest. The first trap I found was empty, as was the second. The …

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Oct 18

Just One Night

“Dude, are you sure about this?” Cameron glanced around my meticulously clean room faintly illuminated by the light of his cell phone while I zipped up my hoodie and pulled on my Converse. His eye kept returning to the closed bedroom door. “I mean, what if your mom wakes up?” “What’s she gonna do, kill …

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