Flash Fiction By Megan Thompson Our sense of smell is closely related to our memory; For some people that could be the spicy smell of cinnamon that reminds them of grandma’s house, or the smell of fresh wood burning in Autumn air that takes you back to those teenage Friday nights. For me, the smellContinue reading “Stapelia Grandiflora”
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Detective Michael Penelope
By Andy Betz He understood he wouldn’t make it to the police. His pace had slowed with every minute that passed. Normally, he could count on his youthful exuberance to propel him forward. But that was then and this is now. The sun dried the blood in his hair, but not that on his forehead. Continue reading “Detective Michael Penelope”
Santa is Dead
By Charlene Hoit I didn’t know where that noise was coming from. It was dark in my tiny old bungalow aside from the Christmas tree lights, still gleaming because I like to keep them on all night. Especially on Christmas Eve. It reminded me of childhood magic, and anticipation of the surprises waiting for meContinue reading “Santa is Dead”
I Remember Mama
by Harry Neil They buried Mama alive. I know because I monitored her smart watch on my smart phone. But they don’t know me, and they don’t know I know, so I’m probably safe, at least just for now. I hid in bushes far from the crazed mob, and I watched from a safe distanceContinue reading “I Remember Mama”
Seabirds
By Harry Neil It’s the screaming of the seabirds that calms my mind. I imagine that I’m running down a deserted beach, filling my lungs with the fresh, clean air and really exulting in getting my heart pounding. I’m told that there’s a line where the wet sand and the dry sand meet, and thatContinue reading “Seabirds”
The Downward Spiral of an American Princess
By Hillary Lyon “So how about you come over in around an hour—I should have the brat in bed by then.” Serena giggled and twirled a strand of her hair as she listened to her boyfriend’s reply. She moved her phone to her other ear. “Nah, her folks aren’t supposed to be home until midnight.Continue reading “The Downward Spiral of an American Princess”
I Remember the Sound
Flash Fiction by Andy Betz As a child of six, I played with my much older brother and sister (17 and 16 respectively). I learned much a six-year-old should never know as a six-year-old. That spring, my brother and his girlfriend began fighting. My sister told me it began with trust issues so common toContinue reading “I Remember the Sound”
Labor Day with the Family
By Dick Johnson The food smelled delightful and everyone was there; even Uncle Fred. Nobody talked to him or even went around him. You’d think he’d get the hint, but apparently not. It was Labor Day. Everybody was drinking and the music was playing, just like all our family functions. It was a party, andContinue reading “Labor Day with the Family”
The Face Keeper
By Gratia Serpento Kenan watches his wife as she moves about the bathroom, brushing her teeth and readying herself for bed, quietly humming a Black Eyed Peas song as she always does. His wife is wearing old pajamas that have stains and holes, her dark hair tied up in a ratty bun, and she hasContinue reading “The Face Keeper”
In Broad Daylight
by Robb T. White “Check it out, “ he said, cupping the photo. “How’d you like to look down and see that at the end of your dick?” It was fuzzy like something lifted from a video camera. Mickey Hand wasn’t sure what he’d done to attract a groupie, especially a loser like Louis.Continue reading “In Broad Daylight”