Flash Fiction

Just Knock by Aeryn Rudel

[CW: Cancer.] I heard about the house at the end of the old highway from a guy named Tony Gambino. Tony and I had our chemotherapy appointments at the same time, and we kept each other company, provided moral support, that kind of thing. We shared a kinship, because, well, we were both doomed, going …

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He Walked Up To Me and He Asked Me If I Wanted to Dance by Joe Marczynski

My dad learned how to eat ketchup by watching Robert De Niro in Goodfellas. The scene at Tommy’s mother’s house, when Billy Batts is bleeding out in the trunk, his character, Jimmy, rolls the Heinz bottle between his palms and it comes out smooth, because of physics or gravity or whatever. He loved Robert De …

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Dawn Chorus by Norah Blakedon

A mass of screeches reverberated across the sky and thundered through the open window.   Bloody gulls.  I missed the gentle dawn chorus, made up of starlings and blackbirds, rousing me from sleep; shrieking coastal birds were my early wake-up call these days.  Rolling my head on the pillow, I regarded the man next to …

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Pink Orange Red by Sonia Hope

Because she’d said, be there, and the boys are new to this, they turn up early and stand on the corner, waiting. Expecting a late summer night, they are dressed in jeans, t-shirts, and near-identical Trimm Trab trainers. They weren’t to know that August would be turning itself inside- out, blowing and drizzling its way …

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The Stuff of Stars by Kim Steutermann Rogers

Your mom is the sun to your moon, all the more so the Christmas your parents give you a Celestron FirstScope with a 76 mm reflector optical tube. Mom explains how CHNOPS—carbon, hydrogen, nitrogen, oxygen, phosphorus, and sulfur—are the building blocks of stars and life. “Including humans, baby girl,” she says. You name your telescope …

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Ashes to Ashes by Abi Hennig

[TW: Suicide reference.] It arrived in a big black box. Thinking back, she wishes she had left it there, closed her ears to the whispers, shut the door on the ghostly garment. Left it well alone. There was no note, no card, just the plain black box adorned with a thick gold ribbon, sitting on …

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