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Flash Fiction I’m going to tell you a story. The story starts with a dryer. A lonely and ornery bull of a dryer that had nothing better to do than to bump around...
Short stories & poems for everyone from everyone
Flash Fiction I’m going to tell you a story. The story starts with a dryer. A lonely and ornery bull of a dryer that had nothing better to do than to bump around...
Poem it freezes you to the point you can only think what if it catches you when you wake up from a dream and stops your breath it smiles at you when you try...
Haibun He tells me he needs to move his car. I tell him I can’t be party to that. He asks Sandra H. I tell her he asked and I refused. “You got me...
Poem I looked up at the night sky to see a million stars, they all shone side by side. Some dull. Others bright. I looked down at the earth below. It looked like a...
Short Story Dead children. Wasn’t that the final trigger? You see death, grown up death – and you become cold to it. You see suffering, brutality, cruelty, you immunise yourself to them and...
Short Story Jennifer spun around on the ball of her foot, nearly tumbling over in the process. Alex stood in the doorway, leaning against the wall and watching her with a bemused smirk. He...
Short Story To those girls I must have looked like a bargain-basement version of themselves. Nevertheless, someone apparently wanted a dance from this heavily discounted pseudo-stripper and I had decided, against my better judgement,...
Non-Fiction Travel Review Why would anyone want to go anywhere in winter? No, really! How can people ever choose a winter holiday over a summer one? We’ll never understand (unless they’re going for both,...
Poem Another rejection Letter And soon I will have Enough rejections Slips Piling on the floor that they will form a Mountain For me to climb On the peak I will plant my flag...
Haibun Lake Hessian has frozen over. Two men pull a sled that holds a generator halfway across it. A couple of families walk and slide near shore. “Come on, Dad!” Frankie has already stepped...
Short Story Von stood with his eyes closed, head down, and his palms flat on either side of the shower head. He let the hot water pour around his neck and pitter-patter on the...