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ARIANE

There’s this bizarro technique my doctor’s urging. It’s got a bunch of scientific terms that just sound to me like whatever whatever and no fucking ...

by Nina Robison | July 25, 2020November 12, 2020
FridayFlash

DEATH AND LIFE AT YPRES, OCTOBER 1917 — BY SONNY TSIOPANI

Inevitably, implacably, the rain fell, its blanket mass a monsoon vehicle that swept across Ypres. It had been ceaseless for months, so much so, that ...

by Sonny Tsiopani | July 18, 2020November 12, 2020
FridayFlash

FISH

After eight weeks at home, my daughter alternated between lethargy and irritability. Between sleeping and meltdowns, explosions of preadolescent rage that leveled the living room, ...

by Hannah Grieco | July 10, 2020November 12, 2020
FridayFlash

IT WASN’T FOR ME

It’s the kind of intimacy usually shared by people who are fucking. Not mother and daughter. That thought made her smile when she decided to ...

by Katy Ward | June 26, 2020November 12, 2020
FridayFlash

CUTTING TREES

My brother and I are surgeons. We spend our days in the woods by our home, slicing the limbs from eighty-year-old relics, listening to the ...

by Jack Wildern | June 20, 2020November 12, 2020
FridayFlash

THE “JESUS LOVES ME” PAWN SHOP STORIES

The pearls had already seen much catastrophe. They were happy in the Jesus Loves Me pawn shop, reclining on navy velvet. Serene. No pressure to ...

by Deborah Johnstone | June 12, 2020November 12, 2020
FridayFlash

GOING TO THE OWLS

It starts with a girl— like you and me she walked these streets once. Right here, among fallen leaves and twisted roots, she found him. ...

by Maria Bell | June 5, 2020November 12, 2020
FridayFlash

THE BAT

The Bat was the guest of honor at The New Yorker literary festival that year.
Continue Reading THE BAT

by Peter Schultz | May 22, 2020November 12, 2020
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Planting Season

Buy a bag of discarded bones and meat scraps from your butcher. Take them home and plant them. Be sure to use good potting soil ...

by Steve Vermillion | August 31, 2018January 2, 2019
Fiction, FridayFlash

That Man

You squint at me as though you are only properly seeing me now for the first time. I scour your room which is the palest ...

by Lauren Bell | August 24, 2018January 2, 2019
FridayFlash, Uncategorised

How it Ends

It was Dom and Tony’s second day in anatomy lab when Philip the cadaver started speaking to them. “I’m an excellent specimen. If you don’t ...

by sschulz | February 5, 2016February 5, 2016
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The Other Shore

The sky. The grass. Blue. Green. Cloud country. Expansive. Overwhelming. So blue. So green. Screams. Mom. Toddler. Arm. Extends. Mouth. Open. Bees. Fill. ...

by Uhgus | January 22, 2016January 22, 2016
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SHOTGUN WEDDING: VANCOUVER, 1960

WITHIN A WEEK OF THE DAY ED MET GIOVANNA IN THE BEER PARLOUR AT THE COBALT, Mrs. Pinsky married them in the living room of ...

by P.W. Bridgman | January 8, 2016January 8, 2016
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Crank Call

The police were always at our building, shaking down suspects, and belting out questions. Where did you get the drugs? Why did you leave the ...

by pgrossi | January 1, 2016January 1, 2016
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Louisville Slugger

And maybe he only did it because he was tired. Maybe that was it, maybe mama not baking the honey baked ham with the glistening ...

by Isabella Nilsson | December 18, 2015December 18, 2015
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The Taste of Water

Can you describe it? Can you describe the taste of water? No, not mineral, not bubbly water… ...

by Toti O'Brien | December 11, 2015December 11, 2015
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Instinct

Outside the sky was clearing. The stray rock lay at an arm’s distance in his cage. His own body stood outside, free and smiling at ...

by sayantansunnyg | December 5, 2015December 5, 2015
FridayFlash, Uncategorised

The Mouth

Somewhere in the dark, I heard them hit. I heard it one, two, three, and the boy crying for them to stop, then just crying, ...

by grenba | November 27, 2015November 27, 2015
FridayFlash, Uncategorised

Seafaring in Minnesota

The wind blows cold and lonely off the prairie at night, hurtling along at ground level, then rising up, washing over the house. ...

by Abby Mendelson and Vincent Rendoni | November 13, 2015November 13, 2015
Fiction, FridayFlash

Theophany

He was beautiful if you knew him, and could be a real bastard when he wanted to, and a lot of times when he didn’t. ...

by Daniel DiFranco | September 25, 2015April 18, 2019

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