Tag Archives: flash fiction
Shooting Star
The sunrise was blue. She couldn’t get over the slick sheen of it, rippling across the void like water, curling purple at the edges, flickering silver. Heartbeat in her ears, and her breath kept fogging up the poly-carbonate in front … Continue reading
Visions of Leni
I believed him, when he said he wouldn’t just kill her. I believed him, when he said he’d make it worse than that. For all the lies I’d caught him in, for all the betrayals, this wasn’t something I was … Continue reading
If It Came To That
A little while back, my mother’s second husband used to set little fires and blame them on me. Curtains. Carpet. Mother’s dresses. He would light tissues and drop them, to see if they could burn up before they hit the … Continue reading
Hail Mary
Frostbitten fingers clung to the rusted out fire escape. She pulled herself up the side of the building, panting breaths pluming in the still winter’s air. Tears had frozen on her cheeks, and she could taste blood in the burn … Continue reading
Now they knew
Somewhere along the line, things have grown more and less crisp, the lines between black and white blurring into gray and then resolving so that I am standing, clearly, on the wrong side. It was easier when I worked alone. … Continue reading