Short Fiction
5 min
It was cold on the rooftop when the meteor shower began. I had brought a blue fleece blanket, and through the veneer of excessive shivering I draped it over us. Our shoulders touched, and I looked
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Short Fiction
4 min
The Yellow Leaf
She looked at him from across the gallery; tall, athletic, light eyes and dark hair, well-kept but not overly so. He looked like the type that was probably here with an INGO or a government agency
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Short Fiction
1 min
Idiom-made Idiot
"Do you know what an idiom is?"
"It's like a phrase that has a double meaning, like when you say 'break a leg' to someone in the theater."
"Oh, that's horrible."
"No, it means 'good luck.'" ... [+]
"It's like a phrase that has a double meaning, like when you say 'break a leg' to someone in the theater."
"Oh, that's horrible."
"No, it means 'good luck.'" ... [+]
Short Fiction
2 min
He Should Have Kissed Her
During his journey back home in the slowly slumbering sunlight, he thinks to himself about what he would change. Him standing over her, six feet and one desperate inch compared to her five feet and
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Short Fiction
5 min
Who's Crazy?
"Dare," I chose. Kira's eyes gleamed, "Knock on Crazy's door." "What?! No one has ever gotten that close to his house," I exclaimed, looking around at my other friends for support. All four of ou
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Short Fiction
5 min
The One Who Fell In Love With The Dark
It was counter-intuitive for Rita to fall in love with the dark, but it was also perfectly natural. Most kids do it at that age.
She had found a shadow, lurking under the large tires in the ... [+]
She had found a shadow, lurking under the large tires in the ... [+]
Short Fiction
1 min
Her Future
She'll wake up tomorrow.
She'll open her eyes to a cold day fractured by a beam of light dashed across her face. She'll wait there for a minute, grasping onto the last bit of a fading dream. He ... [+]
She'll open her eyes to a cold day fractured by a beam of light dashed across her face. She'll wait there for a minute, grasping onto the last bit of a fading dream. He ... [+]
Short Fiction
4 min
Self-Portrait with Side Effects
Ten years from now, I will be thirty-one. I picture this future person as someone who clambers out of bed every morning, wearing only boxers. His joints are stiff, and his newly-wedded wife will hea
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Short Fiction
4 min
The Timefang's Prowl
‘Getting old', Vyncor thought, ‘has been my worst decision yet'. He stretched and felt each of the gnarled knots of pain that ran through his back and neck, twisted up like tangled fishing lines. He
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Short Fiction
1 min
A New Resident to Darkness
"The work of the eyes is done. Go now and do the heart-work on the images imprisoned within you."
― Rainer Maria Rilke
I sit in front of him watching him like the painting that hangs in a ... [+]
― Rainer Maria Rilke
I sit in front of him watching him like the painting that hangs in a ... [+]
Short Fiction
4 min
The Fucking Jasper
"Where the hell are we going anyway?" Cynthia asks Jess in a stern tone.
We've been on the road for several hours, stuck in Jess's mini cooper listening to nothing but Harry Styles and Miley ... [+]
We've been on the road for several hours, stuck in Jess's mini cooper listening to nothing but Harry Styles and Miley ... [+]
Short Fiction
3 min
Rock Candy Sweetness
My bloodless white fingers grasped my thighs, squeezing away like Sunday lemonade. I gasped, letting my head fall back. I thumbed the lining of my shorts, finding a loose thread and pulling hard. No
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