Category: fiction

Flash Fiction: The Hiding Place

“I ain’t ‘fraid of the dark.” “Me neither.” “Don’t be stupid, Brucey, everybody knows you are.” “Well, I ain’t!” Kip rolled his eyes. Brucey had moved so close in the dark Kip could feel him shaking. “Git off me, then!” Kip elbowed his brother aside, but there wasn’t […]

My Inner Comedienne’s Death by Budget

I find my Inner Comedienne laid out in mortuary fashion atop my toothbrush, holding a sad plastic lily in her hands. Each of her closed eyelids is painted with a comedic “x”, by which I deduce she is either sleeping or dead. It’s late, and, to be quite honest, I haven’t seen her […]

No Means No

She said no, But he saw red. With blood in his eye He forced her to bed… Closing his eyes, He drifted to sleep. She lay awake, Refusing to weep. Hearing him snore, She aimed for his head. Her sheets were white, But they saw red. Mother Hen Admittedly, […]