neighborhood hangout

Neighborhood Hangout

He was gone long enough that the sting should’ve eased. But it hadn’t. She saw him everywhere like he’d touched everything and branded it his before leaving. It started a few weeks back, her moving out pieces of furniture from the house. Carrying lamps

Alien Ride Along

Alien Ride Along

You don’t need to believe in urban legends or myths, to make them true. Take the multiple UFO sightings in New Mexico. You’ve heard about them, maybe even seen them for yourself—the glowing disks or triangles of light.   Speculations of alien spies have been around for

Postcard-sized flash fiction about the things we think we know about others, life, death, and everything in between. And it all starts with an image...

Guardian of Time

Some say the Guardians of Time created this door to drive men insane. But that’s a bunch of malarkey. This is a rumor spread by those who obsess about the past or the future, who want to alter an outcome in either way. They search

Postcard-sized flash fiction about the things we think we know about others, life, death, and everything in between. And it all starts with an image...

Stray Animal

me: Did you feed him?   him: I didn’t. You told me never to do that, so I didn’t.   me: How did he get here?   him: I don’t know. Maybe he followed me home last night.   me: He’s old and rusty and his hind end sags. He needs a doctor.

Postcard-sized flash fiction about the things we think we know about others, life, dragons, and everything in between. And it all starts with an image...

The Lazarus Syndrome

“You’ve had a most unusual experience, would you tell us about it?” asks the talk show host.   “I heard about the Pearly Gates all my life. I had certain expectations, perhaps like most of you,” I look out at the studio audience, not for dramatic effect

Postcard-sized flash fiction about the things we think we know about others, life, alien abduction, and everything in between. And it all starts with an image...

Live Show

The Fates, sisters, weavers, sat in the stiff theatre chairs they had complained about for decades. They were the sort who took comfort in stiff and creaking joints. The morning show was a doubleheader.   Two lovers who found each other late in life. The one

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