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Deep snow. Endless blizzard swirl. Safe Chalet ravaged. Yeti's fleshy snack screams in vain. |
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~ ~ Memento Lost ~ ~ by K. A. Patterson, Pennsylvania |
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Gray ore pulses. Tarnished fob, foreign chevron paste, polished hums ancient code to space. |
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Short-Shorts
Housed within this
virtual Gallery is a listing of our Flash Fiction. Shorter tales that
tickle the imagination and give but a glimpse into strange
places where the unusual happens . .
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Airy Chick
by
Lou Antonelli,
Texas |
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I sucked down the last of a
cheap tamarind bidi as I walked onto the sidewalk where Tom
and his date waited. The guys at the office were
right—she was really "Airy".
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A
Ballad at Silver Hill
by
S. R. Dantzler,
Florida |
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Lanomis
could hear the children cheering and running alongside their
wagon as it rolled into the town of Silver Hill. The
eager musicians shifted, preparing to unload their
instruments as the wagon slowed.
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Cookies From the Threshers
by Rebecca
Tester, North Carolina |
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The day after I moved into the blue house on Okinawa,
my daughter Sam found a plate of fresh peanut butter cookies on
our doorstep. |
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Curse
of the Nail
by
Julya Oui,
Malaysia |
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Heed the warning." Jared leaned close to his
friend to deliver the advice. "Carry a nail with you
whenever you are holding a pack of fresh meat in the night.
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Dixie Fried
by
Barney Currer,
California |
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You've probably never seen a brand-new fry basket before
it's gone in the oil. Straight from restaurant supply
it looks like a little whorehouse elevator.
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Infatuated
by
Jeremy R. Billingsley, Arkansas |
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In a ground floor apartment
with only one bedroom, the closet doorknob turned.
Patrick was too far gone in sleep to notice.
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Jerry
by
Dan F.
Radel, Arizona
 1st
Fiction Sale |
Jerry stood in line with the others, listening to the
auctioneer ramble
numbers at speeds human ears couldn't understand, unless you
were paying close attention. |
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The Kiva
by Derek Mobley, North Carolina
1st
Fiction Sale |
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Perched precariously at the top of a rocky cliff,
Nicholas had spotted the circle of stones just inside
the mouth of a cave.
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Last Waltz
by
David H. Hendrickson,
Massachusetts |
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All I ask is that I
survive long enough to see my daughter's wedding.
To walk down that aisle with Jillian and give her away. |
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A Little More
Echinacea, Dearie
by KJ Hannah Greenberg, Israel |
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Regina stirred the red and brown lentils slowly.
She paid attention when adding the cayenne pepper and
carefully measured the hilba. |
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Mask Man
by J. J. Powell, United kingdom |
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The car skin flapped a ragged salute as I cycled past.
I nearly stopped, but the stall carried me downhill with
a momentum my aging body was unwilling to contest.
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Of Vengeance
by Eric Bailey, Illinois |
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Gleaming monuments to architectural majesty now
succumbed to the cruel clutches of subjugation, their
testament to technology lost in the grime left behind by
dense smoke. |
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Offerings
by
Michael R. Fosburg,
Florida |
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I have given them my beard and twenty-one of my teeth,
the toes off my feet and the cartilage from my ears.
They have my testicles and my appendix, one kidney, and
a cerebral coring the size of a roll of dimes. |
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The Passing
by
T. S. Bach, Colorado |
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The walls radiate an ambient blue while a lilting melody
suffuses the air. In the center of the room,
sitting on a brilliant white marble toilet, naked, aside
from a softer-than-silk bathrobe, is Leland Merz. |
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The Root of All Evil
by
Michael R. Fosburg, Florida |
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The sheets are warm from the press when he comes to
them. Collect, slice and stack; collect, slice and
stack again, until the bills rising before him are the
only things in the world. |
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The Secret Weapon
by
Ray Tabler,
Michigan
Zap Room Escapee |
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The battle was over. The enemy ships had proved to
possess only rudimentary weapons, and few of those.
Extractor of Data floated close to the wounded enemy prisoner,
harvesting data from its mind. |
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Sensory Overlord
by
Laurie Paulsen,
Arizona |
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I stood at the counter looking out the window at the late
afternoon traffic. I was alone, relatively speaking.
The whispering nudged at me, insistent, as I scratched. |
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Topper's Shop
by
Iseult Murphy,
Ireland |
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Why am I doing this? Sarah wondered as she
walked down the sidewalk, checking the shop fronts.
Childless, husbandless and I’m following my brother’s
advice to visit a toyshop. I’m too old for toy
shops. |
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Vanity Fields
by
Carol Stone,
United Kingdom
1st
Fiction Sale |
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Dr. Kraaiman peered over his gold-rimmed
spectacles. "Surgery is both painful and costly Miss
Devlin. As you’re only twenty five, are you certain
you want to proceed?" |
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The War Without Blood
by
S. Michael Downs,
Delaware |
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The sound of the terror-guns reverberated
through the room like cannons shot just overhead, Rega knew
the sounds were artificial . . .
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