Crime Fiction by Steven McFann He stares at the options I laid on the kitchen table. They glisten against the flickering kitchen light he hasn’t bothered to fix. I tell him to choose the one that cuts the quickest. He thinks I’m kidding. I make it clear that I’m not. Because he crossed a lineContinue reading “Just Like Mishima”
Category Archives: Flash Fiction
Noise
Flash Fiction by Steven James Foreman It all started when I was arrested. Well, I guess that wasn’t really the start. What I mean is, it started before that, but I can’t say when, exactly. So, in summary, at some time, some place, something fucking happened. But it was the arrest that brought it intoContinue reading “Noise”
A Lone Hand
Crime Fiction by Tom Ramey Careful to stay in the shadows, Tanya “Sam” Sampson made her way up the driveway. At the side of the garage there was a window with a flimsy lock. She listened for an alarm as she opened it, though she didn’t expect one. Most people neglected to add the sameContinue reading “A Lone Hand”
At The Heart Of Every Interrogation
Flash Fiction by Matthew Mota After I killed the engine, the smell of burning oil drifted away. The odor was distracting from the beautiful dark blue night sky. However, work always interfered with enjoying the good things in life. A string of robberies were occurring in the city. All the culprits had one thing inContinue reading “At The Heart Of Every Interrogation”
Shoplifter
Flash Fiction by Michael Fontana Jake grew tense as he scanned the convenience store’s racks with their candy and condoms and Coke cans neatly lined up. The lone straggler in the store was a ragged black man purchasing lottery tickets, scratchers that the clerk behind the counter offered him with haste. But the process boggedContinue reading “Shoplifter”
Nothing’s Changed
Great Flash Fiction by KT Bartlett I needed to focus. What I wanted to do was keep driving past the house, but we had a job to do. My hands clenched the wheel as I pulled into the narrow dirt driveway and maneuvered the car to a stop. Xavier Hillman sat in the passenger seatContinue reading “Nothing’s Changed”
The Closest Thing To Being God
Flash Fiction by Conor O’Brian Barnes “The misery of life is the greatest consolation for death,” the shooter said. “It would be bad to die if it were good to be alive, but since it’s bad to be alive, it’s good to die.” “If that’s how you feel about this shit-show of a world,” DetectiveContinue reading “The Closest Thing To Being God”
The Quarry
Flash Fiction By Jason Smith Alex and his car were found at the same quarry where the man from 1984 was buried. The front of his car was a crumbled wreck. He had driven through a barricade and rolled down a hill before plunging to his final resting place. His autopsy showed his alcohol limitContinue reading “The Quarry”
Interrogation Of A Suspicious Citizen
Flash Fiction by Bill Kitcher I was standing around, as usual, doing nothing, but this time in front of my house, when a cop car pulled into the driveway. Two cops got out of the car. They appeared to me to be as large as elephants, one even bigger than the other, with the sameContinue reading “Interrogation Of A Suspicious Citizen”
The Eye Exam
Flash Fiction by Melissa R. Mendelson I hate the blue light. “Will you please sit still?” The doctor asked. She tried not to smile at the anger in his voice. “Just relax.” The doctor leaned forward, moving the blue light up to her eye, brushing against her eyelash. She jerked her head back. “Echo!” SheContinue reading “The Eye Exam”