Tagged: family

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Pariah Queen

Short Story She never meant to kill anyone. Or anything. In this moment nostalgia yet again hotfooted through her synapses; a jagged, fiery sensation. Her mother was a striking artist and a fashionable smoker....

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Ode to Grandfathers

Short Fiction   “What was grandpa like?” Katie, surprised, dropped her book and turned around to face her younger brother. “What?” “I’m pretty sure you heard me the first time,” replied Jackson. “I’m assuming you mean...

fiction about cancer 0

The Mondays

Short Story I was told I was dying on a Monday morning. Mondays are usually just a lame excuse to be grumpy or bitchy, but I think I had a legitimate excuse to have...

short story about growing old 0

The Tree

Short Story   I can’t remember the first time I saw the sun. Memories only go back to when I was about three years old, and by then I was about four feet tall....

Road, read modern short stories 0

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...

Flash Fiction Stories 0

The Barn

Flash Fiction Short Story The barn slants up towards the sky and I squint against the right. It’s not the good kind of yellow he used to love, or the soft white moonlight I...