Tag: Microfiction

Our Alexandro by Timothy Boudreau

The second time Gina Oleson falls for the fiancé scam, Jenny isn’t as understanding.  A fiancé in Greece who needs help financing a business purchase?  A texted image of a check from the Bank of England for three million Euros?  Poor Gina lives in a crap Westfield, New Hampshire apartment with her elderly cousin, doesn’t

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Gumdrops, Glue, Powdered Sugar by Timothy Boudreau

“There it is,” William said when Cheryl got home, pushing the gingerbread house toward her across the kitchen counter.  “We made it at the Managers’ Meeting.” Cheryl slid off her boots and hung up her jacket.  “Wish I had a job like that.” “It’s team building.” “Looks pretty good though.” “You should’ve seen Dan’s,” William

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Sunday Best by Hannah Storm

I remember every Monday, the soft scent of soap, bubbles filling the air in your laundry room, clothes hanging from the line that grandpa fixed from one wall to the other, the soft hum of the wireless. When the sun shone, I followed you outside, my feet in your footprints, toes pointed like yours. We

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Sinking Correctly by Thomas Benfield

Being in the other room, I could only imagine the look of the events that might match the sounds I heard. The sound was as much a distraction as sitcom walls teetering when its prop door shuts— bringing any semblance of alienation that the program might have brought to the world of the viewer also

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Applause by Thomas Benfield

I used to wake up early. I used to wake up before sunrise— when the temperature felt a season colder. I used to live on the side of a mountain where a tree fallen over a path could go unnoticed for weeks. And somewhere there was an axe I could use to clear it. I

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Tender Cuts by Jayne Martin

Jayne Martin’s collection of micro fiction, published by Vine Leaves Press, is billed as ‘tiny tales for the time challenged.’ It features thirty-eight stories, none of them longer than 300 words, some of them much shorter. Martin began her writing career as a TV screenwriter. She’s been publishing flash fiction for about ten years and

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Confit by Thomas Benfield

Onto the dense undergrowth of stunted hay stalks and wide leafed grasses, a pheasant I shot shouldered its graceless fall.  I remember we, that bird and I, were in a clearing on a hill. The surrounding woods had long since turned their colors and shook off their dead growths. The sky was clear. The air

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Split by Kathryn Kulpa

When I met him my life split down the middle. Before him and after him. Like history, B.C. and A.D., except I never understood why, if B.C. means Before Christ, A.D. isn’t A.C. After Christ. The first time we had sex I thought I would split in two. I felt my body pushed to some

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Bullets In The Face by Cheryl Powell

Guy in a pizza uniform gets on the train. His face is shot full of holes. ‘Do you mind if I sit here,’ he says, voice high, ice-green eyes unblinking. I move my feet. ‘Not at all.’   I know what he is, but good manners cost nothing. He sits down opposite and I count the

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Wilma Trashed My Mother’s House by Jill Bronfman

The hurricane that danced around my mother’s house wore the exasperated expression of a cartoon character. The Halloween party had to be cancelled because the fake cobwebs were soaked, and the roof tiles were all over the lawn. Until the next time, I toast Wilma, as she backs away. Wilma tells us that next time

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