Flash Fiction
Harold tossed the gum wrapper toward the garbage can on the sidewalk and shoved the piece of…
Peter placed the camera toward the boulevard. Once he opened the lens, it would take several minutes…
Henry kicked off his shoes at the door. “I didn’t see him,” he said.
Talk to yourself like an idiot — no wonder everyone stares. To the right, step to the…
The train rocked.
We stood near Mr. Clancy on the playground. Mary and I didn’t have anyone to play with. Well…
Hearing a voice, Tyrone craned his neck cautiously around the end of the tall, metal bookshelf. The…
He didn’t remember where it had come from. It was possible that it had been mixed with his…