Flash Fiction

The problem, 80-year-old Mrs. Pembleton, resolved, started with her first murder. When she killed the mugger who broke Mrs. White’s arm. (He thought he was so clever with the mask, but she recognized the two tattoos on her…

How I know Celeste? I was her makeup artist, she — how you say —  got me fired. I have two more runway models to finish and this American model put her — eh — mascara tears  over…

I was feeling claustrophobic, squeezed on all sides by the machine.  “The VR is magnetic,” my best friend, Mia said. “It’s sensing the signals of your nervous system so that it knows how and when to…

Gloria waited, crammed in the tight cell. Once in a blue moon, Only You by the Platters would play. Her cell would open, she would escape through the maze; its walls aglow with brilliant lights that danced…

They say being buried alive is the scariest thing. No.  It’s being trapped in your own body, having your parents squeezing your hand, praying to a God they don’t believe in — not knowing you’re…

Jan and Stu see each other from across the room. She’s there for the bride; he’s there for the groom. Sparks fly as their eyes remain locked. It’s like they’ve known each other in another…

Cindy carries her son in her arms. The realtor was right;the beautiful abandoned house is a bargain. Together, they enter the children’s room. “This is your room,” she coos.  Ryley peeks up from his…

CONTENT WARNING: Sexual Harassment The women lining up like livestock wore crowns, much like Zedra’s own. Fellow Zedans in danger?  The human male snuck up behind her as she made sure they were okay. Thinking her…

Little Elise refused to sing in the apartment. She used to think her songs made angels smile; that was before the neighbor told her she sounded like a toad. Her parents coax her to…

When my phone died, I thought I’d also die in those woods. But then I passed the long-abandoned cottage. Something brushed against my leg; I was shocked to see a beagle with the markings of…