One thing I’d like to get out there—maybe you’ve heard, maybe you haven’t, but there was a thing a few years ago—well, it started as a meme, but it escalated into this real-life thing. It was a picture of ...
Turn up the Bass by Rick Andrews
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
Kat knocked bumpers with a man in a truck who stopped abruptly, which made her nervous, because she had met enough men with trucks to know that they reacted however they saw fit.
He got out on the side of ...
Path of a Bullet by Alex Juffer
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
Roger was a top marksman on the university rifle team—clay pigeons and postal competitions. He ended all that when one day he found himself sighting someone from his dorm window. University of Michigan, 1972. He ...
Like Love by Sherrie Flick
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
Henry has been discharged neither honorably nor dishonorably because one day he just didn’t feel like eating anymore, so he got too skinny. They told him that he needed to get healthy again, but what was the point? ...
Crows, Talking to Him, 1963 by John Brantingham
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
Superheroes, ghosts, and members of The Beatles were buzzed on birthday cake and chocolate bars. The kindergartners pounded their little fists on the dining room table, eager to paint pumpkins, the final activity of ...
You Monster by Kate Faigen
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
In our first trimester we took vitamins and drank milk. In our second, we felt for movements and carried home ultrasounds. When asked what we wanted, boy or girl, we resorted to the obvious—"as long as they're ...
What We Didn’t Know by Sharon Gusky
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
Remember that night, my son? The world – whatever that is – was altogether different. You were altogether different. I was there with you. I felt your still heart and saw flashes of ...
A Night to Remember by Victor McConnell
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
Even though I was cast as Alice, stumbling upon a vessel labeled “drink me” felt salacious. I knew I shouldn’t have raised it to my lips. Maybe it was Catholic school. Maybe my fear of God was already cemented. ...
Your Honor by Annie Bartos
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
I drive by the garden center every day; there’s no shortcut home. But I never look. I never even glance out the window to check if I can see him. Stacking firewood in that ratty old lumberjack coat, those brown boots ...
The Void by Christine Alexander
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
