Flash Fiction

  • The Transmission
    The Transmission
    He heard the shower running when he woke up. He hoped she wouldn't use all the water and then felt bad for thinking it. The feel of toast milling betw ...
  • Table Manners
    Table Manners
    He held his spoon in a fist, like his granddad. It felt right. He was digging into his food, which seemed to be the point of a spoon. And it was way m ...
  • Hold on to What You Got
    Hold on to What You Got
    Louie remembered alighting the plane feeling tired and a bit woozy. It was the multiple nightcaps that sat behind his eyes. He could feel his eyes wer ...
  • Pico de Gallo
    Pico de Gallo
    Her heart fastened to the surfer curls of the server. She was sure he surfed. He was probably a vegetarian, maybe even a vegan too. She had a gift for ...
  • Nesviosous [nés’vi-ō’sₔs]
    Nesviosous [nés’vi-ō’sₔs]
    Under new entreaties for reconciliation and consolidation, where the other had long since mattered, Gerry remained resolute had the last bullet in the ...
  • The Gentle Art of Smoking
    The Gentle Art of Smoking
    She sits alone by the coffee shop window. On her table is an espresso, a small beaker of milk and a clear glass of hot water that condenses around the ...
  • Everything’s Okay Computer
    Everything’s Okay Computer
    Radiohead’s No Surprises was playing over the PA in the varsity bar yesterday. Until that moment I realised I had completely forgot one of th ...
  • Skepticism with a C
    Skepticism with a C
    I clean out my msg inbox while waiting at my stop across from Pizza Express on the corner of Lapwing Lane. I do it ruthlessly. It's my meditation when ...

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