More vomit poured forth from the senator’s mouth, filling the filthy toilet with the afternoon’s lunch break. He sat crookedly…
🎼 Donald’s Gramophone 🎹
Through the window of the Oval Office, the sunlight tried to shine, only to be dimmed by thin curtains, and…
The Automatic Way 📝⏱
📜 Donald’s Morning Star 🌟
‘Who did it?! Who signed it?!’ The President stalked the hallways outside the Oval Office. He bellowed again. ‘Who signed…
‘We Can Grow Squash Here, Jon’ on FIVE:2:ONE #thesideshow
My story ‘We Can Grow Squash Here, Jon’ is now on the FIVE:2:ONE Magazine website. http://five2onemagazine.com/can-grow-squash-jon-sean-whiteley-flash-fiction-thesideshow/ Give it a read.…
Lulu and Will Play a Board Game
Will sat on the floor. He smiled at Lulu. She sat near to him. And smiled back. They moved their…
ստվերները լուսնի
‘You’re the only one who can still make me cry,’ said my wife from the side of the road. No…
Spine Call
Rrrrrriiiiiiiinnnngggg. Rrrrrriiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggg. ‘Hello.’ ‘Roland, hi, it’s me.’ Breathing. Breathing. ‘What’s wrong? You sound out of breath.’ ‘What’s wrong? I’ll tell…
You Smell of Smoke
It’s snowing out. A few weeks before Christmas Day. You’re shopping for presents. A scarf, red like something burning to…
Miss Apple Votes to Burn
I was wrapped in linens, the ones my father had traded jars of moss for in a desert town years…
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