Flash Fiction

Inertia by Sharni Wilson

Working late tonight. Don’t need dinner. Don’t wait up x Hera’s phone was already in her hand when the text from Bruce popped up. She held onto the double-decker bus railing with one hand, the phone with the other, and stared at it. It had been going on for months, and it was getting worse. …

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Pose by Emily Black

The floor was thin muck, tacky with sweet liquor and sweat. It was dark and the party was polka dots.   Your favourite song played, and I remember, because you pulled me close, and shot me That Look. Your eyes gave me vertigo and I was dizzy on your skin. Every molecule of the air …

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What Remains by J.E. Seuk

Kind, understanding eyes are unbearable when you don’t want to be understood. Or do you? Bad things happen to good people, but there’s no point in talking when there’s no point in being. There’s been no you left—not for years. And yet you tell. You step back into that sweltering Saturday morning that killed you …

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He Waits by Cath Barton

He’s written it down for them. Taken a seat. To wait his turn. He’s been polite. As always. He’s asked about a cup of coffee. Enquired, politely, if it would be possible. He coughs. Could there possibly be –? A cup of coffee? The supercilious laughter upset him. It was a perfectly polite request. From …

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