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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 … More

fiction, flash, flash fiction, horror, short, story, weird, writing

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 … More

christmas, fiction, flash, flash fiction, horror, short, short story, story, weird

Tart Apples

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

animals, fantasy, fiction, flash fiction, short, summer, weird

Rotting Fruit

‘Crawl in,’ coaxed the cat, who smelled of rotting fruit and mildew. His sharp mouth sat agape.  The sparrow, who … More

animals, cats, fall, flash fiction, short, weird

When in August the First We Be

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

fall, fantasy, flash fiction, short story, summer, weird

We Can Grow Squash Here, Jon

In a part of the world where you’ve never been, a meadow glows. With tulips and carnations and lilies and … More

flash fiction, iraq, orlando, paris, short story, terrorism, weird

Ears Go Deaf, Scarecrow Goes Stuffed

My left ear was clogged. A pressure inside that was uncomfortable, but not debilitating. I had become almost entirely deaf … More

creative writing, flash fiction, horror, short story, weird

Hanako Learns to Count

You can’t will yourself to die. You just can’t. I’ve been trying. Believe me. Sixty years now I’ve been holding … More

creative writing, elephant, flash fiction, hanako, short story, weird, zoo

By Banana Slug Falls

Are you a banana, banana slug? Tell me Do Tell me do I feel my mind, I literally feel it … More

banana, creative writing, mental illness, poem, poetry, slug, weird

Office on the Top Floor

Two men sit on opposite sides of a table. “Grace. Do you possess grace, young man?” “I may.” “Do you … More

asylum, bizarre, creative writing, fiction, flash fiction, flash story, insane, insanity, interview, mental hospital, nonsense, odd, short fiction, short story, story, weird, writer
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