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Car Chase

Short Story   The police siren whooped behind our old black Toyota and Dad’s eyes shot to the rearview mirror. He gunned the engine just as I turned from the front seat, hoping like...

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Flash Fiction Exercises

Dry: One Syllable Rejection He stands from the bed, as if I’d gone. His strides are long as he moves to the edge of the room. His spine pokes up through his skin when he...

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Sleep

Short Story In her dead Grandmom’s cabin we found each other via the orange light from the gas furnace. Carvings of shoulder and neck, scoops of hip-sides and navel sections, we were joined in...

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The Weekend

Short Story The weekend is a ticking crime bomb. In search of the heart of the city, armed with a freshly-shaven sinister confidence, the bottom of the situation at hand is up for grabs....

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Deprivation

Flash Fiction   I feel like Hank Chinaski lately. I’ve been cutting back on the booze, I’ve got liver pains. I fear it may conk out soon, maybe I gave it more than it...

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Oven Suit

Short Story   He’d been a banker for a decade. He had a nice house. Two stories. He’d built a stone pizza oven in his backyard. Gave it a rustic feel. He cooked pizzas...

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See-Through

Flash Fiction   I’m going to tell you a story. The story starts with a dryer. A lonely and ornery bull of a dryer that had nothing better to do than to bump around...

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My Marvin

Short Story “It’s the youth of today, no respect. We used to respect our elders y’know, we looked after them. If you saw an old lady crossing the road or an old gent struggling...

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The Starfish That Stayed

Flash Fiction   Number three Once upon a time there was a Hippie called Phil. His neck was long as well as his arms. He had red hair and a black skin. His feet...

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Figment

Flash Fiction   We were walking back from the beach, the evening blue and moonlight submerging us as we followed the sidewalk to my front porch. No words, just thoughts, just senses. We walked...