Tag: flash
group name: shortfiction
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March 29, 2008 08:05 PM EST --
All the parts are here, Mommy.
I was careful. I didn't lose any.
Mommy.
I'm sorry.
Do you wanna piece of cake?
See? I picked all the broken plate out and put . . . more
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February 09, 2008 04:46 PM EST --
Dear John,
In person would be better. Or by phone. But you've dropped off the face of the earth again. . . . more
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May 30, 2006 12:36 PM EDT --
The end came; hard to say when. Children were playing video games idly while Mothers asked disinterestedly what they wanted for dinner. Every child replied, "I'm not hungry." Spiders stopped . . . more
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September 19, 2008 02:05 PM EDT --
"So? How's the addiction going?" She's my daughter and she believes that the ripe old age of thirty-eight allows her to tell me what to do. . . . more
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August 25, 2007 05:02 PM EDT --
yellow birches, red maples, and old old oaks offer their leaves to the rain-soaked road, mourning this august twilight, in camouflage for the palm-sized discs of flattened baby snappers. i continue to . . . more
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May 12, 2006 11:05 AM EDT --
My pain is nearly gone now, as have many of my senses, but I can still see and feel. Unfortunately, what I'm seeing breaks my heart.
My lady is crying. Great . . . more
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May 05, 2006 11:41 AM EDT --
There I was minding my own business, just out to buy a new hair dye when I heard this woman behind me clear her throat. "Excuse me, do you . . . more
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September 21, 2007 08:00 AM EDT --
Would you rather I didn't see? Mae said, standing beside Brand who stood poised holding a gun at Claxton's head. Claxton was sitting in a chair bound by ropes around his arms. Brand‘s hand was . . . more
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September 30, 2007 10:32 AM EDT --
The Woman Afraid of Dogs
I envision her lying in her bed at night, shoulders sharp, clavicles screaming, and her eyes squeezed shut in anger at ambient starlight.
I see her sitting at the kitchen table . . . more
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June 05, 2006 04:48 PM EDT --
My roommate finds an animal on the street and wants to have it as his pet.
"Pets are not allowed in the complex," I tell him, . . . more
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January 20, 2007 10:00 PM EST --
Casey looked outside and noticed the sky was becoming a bit ominous looking. She shrugged and paid it little mind, other than to make a mental note to bring her sheets in off the line before it rained. . . . more
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May 07, 2008 10:38 PM EDT --
Only thirteen were there that day. Was it an omen? All we knew was that there was only enough of the new vaccine for us. No one else besides the doctors would be saved. . . . more
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May 21, 2008 02:00 PM EDT --
One whole year after the outbreak and the doctors are still watching us. They live apart, even posting guards. What are they afraid of? Only half of them survived their vaccine. . . . more
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August 22, 2007 02:21 PM EDT --
From where Clara stood, she had a good view of Manhattan. It was a shame it’d be her last view before jumping. Why not Paris or Florence with that view of the Arno?
If only Joey had not cast her . . . more
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November 04, 2007 02:06 PM EST --
You push your penny in the slot; close it against the crowd outside the door. Why there is always a queue in the ladies lavatory, you have often mused, as you do now, as you disrobe, sit, and stare at . . . more
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June 21, 2006 02:05 AM EDT --
Lipstick slashes on his collar betray an earlier tryst.
She tries to soak them, tries to rub them out, but they hold fast, as firm as her fears and as sharp as her imagination. They won't go away. . . . more
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August 02, 2008 08:05 PM EDT --
Yankees soldiers are fighting space cadets, and zebras dwell inside the ice caves of Pluto. Now I must sort through this jumbled adventures. Then again maybe they should be together in one story. Oh! . . . more
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March 05, 2007 12:03 AM EST --
Aidan.
I don't know where you are, but I hope this finds you. I never got a chance to thank you and now this is the only way I will be able to.
I want you to know that AnnieBell is doing . . . more
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September 29, 2007 01:29 PM EDT --
Wandering and Wondering
All too accustomed to a plush office chair in front of a laptop computer, my body now awakens to the invigorating hike along the rocky shores around Rock Island. All those . . . more
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May 14, 2007 11:40 AM EDT --
I open my groggy eyes. The light above me stings them like a thousand daggers shooting into my brain. I squint looking around as best as I can. How did I get into this mess? The thought whirls around in . . . more
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