Tag: Flash Fiction Story

That Old Coot by Logan Cox

This is the story of Frank. Frank was the type of man who had never heard of the word “merriment” and if he had at some point crossed paths with it, he would’ve likely guessed that it was only a term that should be used regarding two people who were considering the prospect of being

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Uncle Fergie by Peter Arscott

The man sat back and abandoned himself to the longest, pinkest and most cavernous yawn. It lasted as long as it took the girl to swallow the rest of the blueberry pie. She turned and looked out of the window and saw the cat.  Miss Foofoo’s fat languid tail moved from side to side as

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August 1963 by Randy Zuniga

Martin Luther King unpacks his suitcase on an overnight train to Washington. As he reads over his speech, his eyes meet in the mirror, seeing the reflection of the sunny window, suddenly darkening. He examines himself once more, exhaling deeply, “There is a light at the end of this tunnel. Fifty-seven years from now, I

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The Photo by Scott Jefferson

“Smile!  Everyone’s waiting, young man.”  She was mad at me again, and it was my fault— again.  Camera in hand, she was trying to take a photo of the four of us and I wouldn’t, or couldn’t smile.  My eyes were red and I felt self-conscious.  Who wants a photo taken of themselves when they

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Disney by Daniel Adler

The red-tailed hawk fell with its quarry from the branches to the sidewalk, orange-breasted robins bouncing around the hawk like wasps. The robins’ nest fell. The hawk made a quick tearing motion at what it held in its talons. The frenzied robins hovered and pecked at the hawk in turns. The predator bounced to the

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She Parachuted Into The Devil’s Territory by Bryan Myers

“Bastard,” she said under her breath, “like you know how to shoot that thing.” It was a bad war. And all wars are bad. But it was before that whole 1967 thing. You know what I mean. This was way back when America was America. Criticizing the red, white, and blue simply wasn’t allowed. Okay,

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Rabbit-hole by Victoria Lothian

She was curious. Peering inside the bottle she saw only darkness. A bottle of black. A long time had passed since morning; she had been a different person then. The past several hours had been a frantic chase, a furious worry, a frustration. She had been unsuccessful in all her endeavours, her day a spiralling

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Wilmott – A memory from school days… by John Simes

Wilmott was a bully. He had a shock of dark hair, and dark brown eyes. He was suntanned, had polished football boots. He was fine-boned and agile. He had a smart leather wallet. There was a photo of a girl in it. He stood upright and confident. He would speak to the masters ingratiatingly and

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Once And For All by Hanne Larsson

Two weeks since her re-entry, with barely five words shared between them. Emma’s feet take longer to settle with each trip away. She’s slowly remembering what it is to just be in her husband’s everyday. But she’s still full to bursting of twinkly spotted black, of pirouetting round the planet, of dreaming to go further,

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A Guide to Handling your Illness Without Insurance by Holly Eva Allen

Migraines– So, I’ve been dealing with this for quite a while now. The best thing to do is to get some quality ice packs. Not the hard-as-a-brick blue plastic Freezee King ones or whatever they’re called. Those things are for putting in lunch pails filled with egg salad sandwiches or coolers full of beer. You

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