Flash Fiction

Deathbed by Tim Love

“Is there a red light flashing above me?” “No.” “A red light.” “No.” “Is that you Mark?” “Yes. I’m here now.” * All four are around him. They begin taking turns to sleep in a room just off the ward where there’s a chair, bed, kettle, tea bags and cups. * Beside their father they …

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Anna by Darren Forster

The wrinkles on her face were numerous, I tried to count them and guess her age the way you would add up the rings on an exposed tree stump. She struck me as the type of woman whose beauty had once been intimidating, but the visible tiredness that growing old tattoos to your body and …

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Summer Song by Max Dunbar

There was a tune in my head, every moment when I think of that time, Summer Song by Ronnie Foster, imagine the sound is coming out of the centre of your brain, an earworm like the kids say, present every occasion that I walked through the little university complex, the streetfront campus pubs, the concourse, …

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A Hot Dog Is the Pinnacle of Culinary Sophistication by Caleb Echterling

“Ever since the election, business has been in the toilet.” Ursula waved her arm toward the convention of empty seats that occupied the delicatessen’s interior. “That damn Lend Me a Fiver Party is killing us.” “What’s the problem? You haven’t loaned them a fiver yet?” “It’s Prime Minister Shitonabun. We always name a sandwich after …

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The Aesthete by Philip Berry

Soomaya drew a translucent finger across the micro-fine sheet of slate. The lines and figures on the page sprang up in rolling formation, magnified by her vitreous flesh. She absorbed the combination of artistry and structural calculus through nerves that recorded visual stimuli from every square inch of transparent skin. Passing over a particularly beautiful …

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Swings by Kate Jones

The little girl on the swing looks sad.  Her mother is speaking into a ‘phone, its blue glow lighting up her drawn-in eyebrows and cheap mascara.  She’s gesturing wildly with her hands, arguing, cursing. I’m embarrassed for her, for the little girl, who sits waiting for a push, dangling skinny legs from denim cut-offs and …

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