Category: flash fiction
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Bold but Beautiful
What was the best compliment you’ve received? The best compliment I’ve received? Ooh, let me show you. Probably this one, right here. Right down the hall here, in this corner. Dark? Oh yeah, it is a little dark in this part of the house. Don’t worry though, the compliment is on the wall right there.…
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From the Desk of Zeus
Do you believe in fate/destiny? Do I believe in fate and/or destiny? Let me ask you … how do you think we run this whole operation? There are some things we’ve had to automate. There isn’t enough manpower to balance this all by hand. We had to set it up after the ladies had a…
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Straight to purgatory
Do you enjoy your job? Do I enjoy my job? Of course. I travel all over the world, meet all kinds of people … I also get a free company issued tablet. Companies can’t officially say they provide equipment to the underworld so we just say tablet, but it has a fruit of a certain…
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Purple Pigs and Green Donkeys
Today’s random sentence was: A purple pig and a green donkey flew a kite in the middle of the night and ended up sunburnt. Here’s what came of it: A purple pig and a green donkey flew a kite in the middle of the night and ended up sunburnt. Pig’s skin darkened into a thick…
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Tomatoes/Hashbrowns
I’ve been writing from a random word everyday for several weeks. Today I switched it up to a random sentence. The randomness did not disappoint. Tomatoes make good weapons when water balloons aren’t available. And this is where I went with it: Tomatoes make good weapons when water balloons aren’t available. They’re just heavy enough…
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Eggs and Butter
It’s not really the smell of cooking eggs that I hate. It’s the nose curdling smell of burning butter. The smell of an incoming fight as my sister and I struggle to properly fry eggs for my dad’s plate. It sets into the nose, waving disgust throughout the face. It’s the sneer as he gazes…
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Whale Song Dream
At night, while the washing machine spins our soiled clothes, it moans like a haunted whale song. Notes echo through the dark rooms, tempting us to a depth we’ve never met before. Slipping away beneath the waves of sleep, the songs carry us until we’re resting on the backs of giants hidden at the bottom…
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Sangfroid, Instead and Vampires
RDP: SangfroidFOWC: Instead Offering a sort of sangfroid, the music was unlike anything the crowd had ever heard. Notes weaving from the stage slid their ways into the patrons brains. They swayed. They bounced. They flailed. They … except Marlon. A singular bastion of disgust in a sea of enthralled fish. Marlon watched the band…
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Ghost Hunting
Hattie almost missed the fraying brown clue blending into the brickwork. Almost. Matt would never let anyone miss it completely. “It’s a clue!” He howled as he dropped to his belly and slithered towards the string. “Hattie. Hattie. Look. They were here.” “I don’t see anything Matt.” He groaned and lifted the string between clenched…
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Jumper
“If your friends jumped off a bridge would you jump too?” Well mom, looks like we know the answer. In my defense, it was only 3 feet off the ground. Surely I would’ve come to my senses before diving off anything higher. You’re not amused. It’s ok, I get it. It wasn’t in your weekend…
Kelley Farrell 