Category Archives: flash fiction

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Above the Wooden Sky

Featuring (B. 186) The green dragon hovered over him. He knew that the time was near.///How could the Bardo look like this?///His daughter was sitting by his bed. There was so much blue. He could […]

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Charles Canmore == 113

Featured ware (B. 33) He knew what he had to do. It all depended on the delivery. He approached Astrid as she was finishing meditating. He knew he could approach her because she had opened […]

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9/2018 Flash Fiction

  Aeron Fedelmid “This is my last post/tweet/IM/DM/story/video. Fer reel fokes.” Nikki Raylene had not touched [share] yet. She wasn’t sure she wanted to. She knew she needed to, but as the self help guru […]

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8/2018 Flash Fiction

Seventeen Ways to Rekindle Love by Kevin Marshall First it was one engine and then the other. At three thousand feet of altitude the left propeller nacelle smoked and then the prop jammed to a […]

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07/18 Flash Fiction

  Aeron Fedelmid “This is my last post/tweet/IM/DM/story/video. Fer reel fokes.” Nikki Raylene had not touched [share] yet. She wasn’t sure she wanted to. She knew she needed to, but as the self help guru […]

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Pix and flash fic 05/18

  First it was one engine and then the other. At three thousand feet of altitude the left propeller nacelle smoked and then the prop jammed to a stop. The plane shuddered. The right prop […]

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Can’t you tell from my accent? (flash fiction part 1)

(use browser controls to enlarge panels) #CCS1WeekWorkout  – The Center for Cartoon Studies one week online challenge day one It was a tempest this time. Dane and Ysolde had been seeing each other for two years. […]

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Popinjay

I have been a monk for thirty five years. Nothing has prepared me for the situation I find myself in. I muck out the barn, I shear the sheep, I pray for more faith. I […]

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One in Iraq (Flash Fiction)

Looking out over the field I felt empty beyond empty. All the kids have died before me. One in Iraq, two by those pills. What a tragedy to die before your children. One was born […]

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McNerthney Was Known To Work Late

I loved Betty once. That was before I started making the big scores robbing banks. Now I’ve got a Duesenberg. It has shiny chrome running boards, bright white spare tires on both sides of the […]

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