Flash Fiction

Ahab was sipping his coffee, grateful for his perfect life, when he peered up and saw it: the blue sky flashed black before returning… like a glitch. ​ He thought little of it until things began disappearing, a suit here, a tie there. ​ When the family dog disappeared, his wife and kids tried to […]

The infant was magic-less. This, despite her mother being a shapeshifter and her father a pyromancer. “Leave her in the woods,” said Grandmother Astor. But, to the scorn of the other Hexen, they raised her. One by one, her sweet nature and generosity melted hearts. Her parents were dumbfounded when at twenty-two, she rose the

The loud explosion isn’t thunder. The cloudless sky showers not rain, but debris. The singed polaroid flutters to the dirt. As it hits the light, two tuxedoed men appear, surrounded by smiling faces. ​​ All who loved Adrian and Farid attended the wedding. As the picture was taken, Adrian and Farid felt so lucky to

“Mommy, I tied my shoe all by myself!” said six-year-old Ian. “You’re a year behind,” she replied. ​ “Mom! I got an A on that exam,” said sixteen-year-old Ian. “Your brother had a perfect score.” ​ “Mom, I passed the bar exam.” “But you failed two times prior.” ​ “Mom! I won the presidential nomination,”

“Wanna be scared?” Phyllis smiles, clicking into a You-Video channel. Each thumbnail displays a trash can. “So?” Seymour shrugs. She clicks a video, scrolls halfway through and points. “They move. Like someone’s barely alive in there.” Seymour rolls his eyes. “Bullshit. It’s a shtick.” Phyllis clicks the comments section. Users have written, I don’t believe, over

The boy cheered, thinking he had finally captured the wind in a glass bottle. “Silly boy,” rustled the wind, “I can never be captured.” The boy began to cry, sharing with the wind all the abuses he received from his cruel masters. Like the wind, he longed to be free. ​ The wind, so moved,

As Suyin screwed in devices on the conveyor line, she dreamed of fleeing to America with her son. She’d go to school, become a “girl boss”! Suyin wiped her tears: the dream was impossible for two, but not for her son. Some days she starved, but she always hid money under the floorboard. She waved

Daisy hated serving: why was luck never on her side? ​ A coworker invited her to a screening where she would have met a film director, but she was “tired” and declined. ​ She rolled her eyes at the table who asked for more salsa, not knowing the woman was a casting director for an

In the garden of flowers, the seedling wove —twisted —tried to find its share of sunlight. ​ It bent itself backwards to live peacefully amongst the flowers. ​ All the weaving made it weak. Dragging along the earth, starved for sunlight, it shrank. ​ The flowers twisted around the outcast. They would have strangled it

Harrison wants to be just like Harry Potter. After watching all the movies, he begs his mother for a magic wand. For a month, he attempts to make magic happen. He tries to fly on a mop, make his baby sister levitate, and make the vegetables on his plate disappear. But not even a spark