Bulb-Shaped–by Jeffrey Bakkensen
You took a stick and drew a circle in the leaves around us and the fire. “No one comes in or out.” We teased the… Read More »Bulb-Shaped–by Jeffrey Bakkensen
Flash Fiction
Flash Fiction from Fiction Attic Press, featuring stories under 1,000 words
Bra
flash fiction by Vanessa Chan I recently injured my arm, so I cannot reach around my back. That means I have to put my bra… Read More »Bra
Exo and Endo
flash fiction by Patrick W. Gibson A substance may exist as a solid, a liquid, or gas–each state governed by the laws of chemistry. But… Read More »Exo and Endo
Your Things – flash fiction by Michelle Matthews
The things you carried, Batman sunglasses, a Pokemon lunchbox, a handful of Legos, and a broken fidget spinner that you refused to throw away. A… Read More »Your Things – flash fiction by Michelle Matthews
Hungry – flash fiction by Molly Marks
That sad bicentennial summer, fried pig skin hardened in Grandmother’s throat. Her face plumped as airways clogged with pork rind. A white plate dropped from… Read More »Hungry – flash fiction by Molly Marks
The Way Home – flash fiction by Mark Russell Gelade
It is Easter Sunday and I am standing at the sink washing dishes as I tell you this. For me, doing the dishes often induces… Read More »The Way Home – flash fiction by Mark Russell Gelade
Appeal – flash fiction by Dan DeMarco
Avoid asking questions that begin with why. These questions sound like, Why did you have to die? Why did you have to die like this?… Read More »Appeal – flash fiction by Dan DeMarco
An Instance of Emotion – flash fiction by Bianca Radulescu-Banu
You’re dying. Of a sickness, to be exact. It doesn’t matter which; all that matters is that soon, your life will cease to exist. No… Read More »An Instance of Emotion – flash fiction by Bianca Radulescu-Banu
River Bottom – flash fiction by Misty Urban
She sat on the deep wooden porch in the chair her grandfather had made, and she rocked. The evening clouds, dark in their underbellies, clumped… Read More »River Bottom – flash fiction by Misty Urban
Bloodwork at 341
Flash Fiction by Ric Hoeben
Here, it reeked something sulphurous of an election day, and none of the big political names meant anything of significance to me. All I craved… Read More »Bloodwork at 341
Flash Fiction by Ric Hoeben