The Sorrow of the Christmas Tree

All dressed in her best baubles and bells, the Christmas tree rowed out onto the still, black lake. She dipped … More

Only Atoms

He felt his eyelids open but there was nothing to see. This was a darkness that transcended darkness. This was … More

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. … More

A moon swayed lightly in the sky. The slug slimed its way up and over the steps until it reached a … More

The cycle came back around, started over, and as with magical things, August returned with the wind. A warm wind, … More

What this guy sees is smoke and he hears noise like screaming. He’s on the ground, he’s at an airport, … More

A man wakes up lost. Around him, trees—tall as mountains—they block out the sky. The man forgets if there ever … More

I watch Abe under the eaves of night. We’re outside, on the balcony of an opulent estate, just beyond the … More

The farmer plodded through the rooms of his home. The sun not fully showing yet, the world outside was washed … More

Christmas Eve on the bridge, and a star in the north, blazing behind the fog. God looked down into the … More