Tag Archives: flash fiction
Beatdown
The sound of punches landing had begun as a series of dry thuds but were turning into a barrage of wet smacks. The woman on the receiving end hung at the end of the assailant’s fist, limp, and laughing, blood … Continue reading
Familiar
It was an ordinary day, full of ordinary moments. The man with blue eyes woke up after noon, showered, shaved, and dressed in the remains of a rumpled suit. It was familiar. He packed up his duffel bag, and made … Continue reading
Just you and me
Green eyes flutter open — the sound of the little one is faint, but there, and he can hear it, and there’s no one else to help, and so he gets up, and goes to do it himself. He’s exhausted; … Continue reading
Pick-up
It’s been a solid fifteen minutes since Donnelly last focused on him; the blue-eyed man feels the easygoing haze begin to drop — it spirals right quick, considering they’re going up and up and up stairs. He can’t quite grasp … Continue reading
Two bullets in the TV…
You fill up my senses, like a night in the forest, like a mountain in springtime, like a walk in the rain. “S’music fucking sucks, right man?” “…” “Samatter? You don’ like conversa’in’r somethin?” “…” “Jesus, man, I’m just tryina … Continue reading