Do you do everything they tell you? She looked across the room. The whisper of the tentacles weaving through the air, caressing the inside of her ear. We’re your world. Your creation. Not them. It said again. The whisper of a thousand voices. a thousand small, sucking circles reaching out, waiting for something to stick…
Tag: flash fiction
Depth
The edge was there, underneath her toes. It felt like the texture of popcorn and concrete. Grating and cold. It was possible that everything she wanted was there, just out of her reach, unless she was able to just. . . Small cuts broke out across her skin. Tearing, snagging. Wind ripping through her hair…
Waves Crash Over Me
The tiredness pulled her body down like the battery of a cell phone whose owner was trying to shoot out one more post before it died. The nimble fingers of gravity tugged at her shoulders. The bones of her neck slid back, settling out of alignment void of their responsibility to hold her head up….
Long Story in a Short Time
Benjamin Brown Stone ran his hand up the back of his shaved head. Up and down, the sound of day old hair grating against his soft skin. It wasn’t natural for a man to have such soft skin, at least not according to the outdated beliefs of his outdated father. . . the same man…
Spring Blooms
The room smelled just like the Catholic school I grew up in. It was a smell impossible to lock down, one I never thought I would smell outside of Glen Ridge – yet here I was states away, and the smell of old fabrics, settled air, and dark histories invade my nostrils as the songs…
Words of Longing
Rough, the scratch of the pen against the paper. Ears could bleed for less. They wouldn’t bleed, not this time, this time they would be subjected to far worse. Everything had changed between them, and yet everything was exactly the same. The very palpable air that had woven itself around them only managed to strengthen…
Charming as a Snake (previously called “The Secret of Anna Maria’s Snake)
Propped up on her elbow, squeezing the neck of her stuffed animal between her forearm and bicep, Anna Maria tried to determine if the noise she heard was from her husband’s sleeping or if it was from an intruder. She pushed off the bed, onto her back. Sniper, the stuffed python, hissed a sigh of…
The Barn in the Backyard
Theodore hung from a tree branch outside of Melanie’s barn making it hard for him to meow for help.