The Ticklebeast by Phillip Gustavus Hostetler
I love nature, I love the surprising and sometimes perplexing adaptations it produces to fill an ecosystemic niche. Just when I think I’ve seen it all through my many romps and hikes, a new…
Flash Fiction
Alone by Janine PIPE
Kirsten enjoyed a luxurious stretch in her large bed, revelling in the euphoria of a restful night. That, and knowing it was her day off, was pure bliss. The King-size bed was all hers,…
Surrogate Corpse by Mark Anthony Smith
She is always replacing things. Just as I get comfortable with a sofa – it’s gone. I can never relax at home. She can’t tell me why she feels the need to do it….
What They Caught at Loon Lake by Michael Carter
What They Caught at Loon Lake by Michael Carter A rod tip bobbed above cattails swaying in the summer breeze. Little Amanda held the cork handle of her rod firm as she traversed…
Day Drinking at the Bridge by L.L. Asher
Day Drinking at the Bridge by L.L. Asher “Gimme some more.” Sarah elbowed Jessie. Jessie swung her backpack around, swaying, and fished out the orange soda bottle. She swung it like a clock’s…
The Unforgivable by Troy Massie
He was anxious—actually, he was flat out terrified—but also obsessively prepared. It was all he’d been thinking about for the past few days. What better way to move on and prosper in life…
Grave Digger by Steve Stred
by Steve Stred My shovel struck the lid of the coffin at 2:15 in the morning. Up until then, my brother had been helping, but he’d started to slow down, complaining about getting…
Defragmented Souls by Jeff Gard
by Jeff Gard “Do I have a soul?” “No.” G3R1 clocks the response at less than a second. Not bad for a human, but in that amount of time, it could have read…
The Streamer Man by Paul Alex Gray
by Paul Alex Gray It’s late on a Saturday at Sarah’s house. Her mom goes out and won’t be back for hours, so the girls pull a bottle of fruity wine from the…
Hexman by Levi Krain
by Levi Krain I am made of witches’ brooms, toadstools, hemp, and old maids’ revenge. A man paces beneath the tree at the far end of a backyard. His feet are restless, like…
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