BLINK AND YOU MAY FORGET IT by Roy Humlicek-Spindler
BLINK AND YOU MAY FORGET IT
For the eighth time in the last hour, Clarisse checked her wrist device to see if she was headed to the right place. At this point, there were...
BRING ME THE HEAD OF QUICK CLINT by Tyler Partnow
Dust, dirt and the musk of the breeze. For a short while, all was silent. The hushed breaths of those gathered nearby made hardly any difference. Suddenly, the silence was interrupted by the...
RAT’S NEST by Joanna Kadish
Driving under a forested canopy where slivery needle-nosed pines and slender white birches brushed along the top of my black Mercedes SUV, squeezed among the redwoods that dominated the landscape above the Santa Clara...
FOOD FOR THOUGHTS OF THE OVERCOOKED by Chloe Komesarook
The pasta is curling around her finger like a well-trained snake.
She’s supposed to eat it, but instead she’s teaching it to obey, because she is the master of nature. She wants to be the...
POLLY by K.C. Hampton
Polly Andrews is dressed up in her Sunday best, finding herself in a luxurious home ready for a get together, unaware of how she got there. However, this did not look like a joyous...
FLASH FICTION TWO by Alex Brabston
The smell of a strong cup of jo lingers in the air, permeating my nostrils and filling the room like a noxious gas; a reminder of the mornings I’d wake up to breakfast in...
DAVE, THE COMPLIMENT MACHINE by Eleni Stephanides
DAVE, THE COMPLIMENT MACHINE
Tucked into the corner of the break room at Shuman Bask Office, the compliment machine doled out shiny pieces of paper containing individualized affirmations on a continuous basis. Businessmen, secretaries,...
THE HOLE by George D. Lopdrup
A screech sliced the sultry night silence.
Human, monkey, or bird?
“Get off me!” Steve cried as he strained to clench his ankle. Yup, definitely human.
“If only you had landed on your big butt, your stupid...
THE GREAT INVISIBLE by Barry Garelick
Jack was in his early fifties but looked neither young nor old. His hair was white and he had a light stubble, was overweight and smoked unfiltered cigarettes. His face alternated between boyish to...
THE CONFINEMENT OF CHOICE by Aisha O’Neil
The Confinement of Choice
“Authorized personnel!” Our Afghan guide pushed through the crowds. “Make way! Authorized personnel!”
“Vvvv-vvv…” The plane was hardly audible, and so, so far away…
“Authorized persons! Please make way!” The crowd grew thicker,...