Start with the cars parked deepest in shadow.
You tell him to keep the can low so it doesn’t bang his knees. Don’t drag it. Don’t swing it. If somebody looks out, you’re helping. He nods like that settles it.
The ...
Reserve by Brandon McNeice
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
Nate had to get his coat and shoes on because his dad was coming over to take him to the city. So, if he was going to finish the tower on his block castle and put his baby airplane to bed in it, he would have to hurry. ...
Dick Move by Miriam Fried
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
Vivian tasted the high when the Alum Rock Fire devoured the oak trees by Xochi’s. I’d just paid for our birria tacos when the sky, for two months muddled and gray, darkened to anthracite. As the sirens wailed around ...
Vivian Wants to Eat the Sun by Starr Jiang
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
I’m always [ ]ing as if I were compromised.
As if I were about to be called to hand like a tool.
The heartbeat of my hands is the repetitive task.
Empathy originates in the body, according ...
Self-Portrait (The Mother Mill) by Kirstin Allio
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
When Edwin was five his parents took him to see their elderly neighbor, Mr. Yeager, who was dying at home in a rented hospital bed. Edwin’s father explained that the bed could be raised up or down and it had wheels, ...
Deathbed by Kris Willcox
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
Dear Liam,
I’m glad you’re having a great time in Vermont. It’s really nice of you to ask me to join you on your vacation. I can’t get away now on account of my work at Tessera Therapeutics, which is keeping me ...
Vacation in Vermont by Tara Menon
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
I remember the stretch of Sauvie Island with the dark gray sand. We chose the nudebeach, easier to get parking. I would lie in the sun while old men au naturel traipsed up and down through shallow water. There was a ...
Smoke by Grace Tessier Culhane
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
It was that same summer of revelry, the one I’ve gone on and on about, back when Desmond the Witness became a household name. Contrary to how it was portrayed in the media, I only lived on his land for a few months ...
Supine Silver Baby by Clayton Paul
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
There are only two things Hunter hates most of all: burnt toast and doing laundry. Because the list is so short, she is always reminded of burnt toast as she folds Jade’s boxer-briefs, which makes for an unpleasant ...
Rituals by Eli Dunham
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
