Edna
She stays there, silent at first. She rubs her hand back and forth across her bruised face, but does not wince or make any expression, as if her face was…
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Flash Fiction
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Flash fiction is known for its brevity. These pieces are bite-sized standalone stories.
The World and Its Maker
Perhaps the people of the world had not agreed to be made. There was no prior acknowledgement, no sense of true acquiesce before coming into existence, yet there was an…
Fineliners
Anamaria sat in the coffee shop, her notes sprawled out before her, her bag haphazardly lay open beside her, its contents neat and arranged, books and notebooks just peeking out….
Cough Drops
“I’m fine.” “Amelia, you’re not fine. You can barely breathe! Look at you! You look pathetic!” I stomped over to the mirror. “I do not look—oh…” I saw my reflection…