my leg on his hand
My boyfriend is naked on the couch, high, and I still don’t know what it’s like to be high and I rub my leg on the back of his hand and wish I was rubbing my leg on his palm.
my chin ...
Too Old for Doctor by Max Kruger-Dull
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
My daughter steps on the ice in my dad’s driveway and it cracks. She sounds like my oma when she says oh, stretched out and blue wide-eyes.
“Mama, watch,” she says.
I tell her to hurry because ...
Time & Sound by Mary Thorson
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
Once Upon a Time,
a fisherman found a dog floating in a box at sea. The fisherman pulled the animal onto the boat and gave it some water and a bologna sandwich. A short time later the fisherman found another ...
A Morsel of Light by Shabnam Piryaei
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
Mamacita gives me the birds and the bees over bloomin onions off the 710. Mamacita asks the waitress to play Los Smiths, she wants Moz. The waitress smiles and nods and smiles wider. Mamacita says you need to learn this ...
Mamacita by Alexandria Juarez
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
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Expect a Delay by Austin Gilmore
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
They’re driving up the pacific coast on the 101. Dad tuned up the Bel Air and it’s humming, along the highway, the Beach Boys singing those good, good, good vibrations, the sun nearing the horizon. Mom is sitting ...
Trailer Park Ocean by Josh Price
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
Celia’s on the floor surrounded by legs that get less chubby every day. Her four children, sleeping all around her, have made themselves as long as they can possibly be: arms stretched to full hallelujah, heads tilted ...
The Frame by Janelle Bassett
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
“The Bunnyman will worse than kill you,” they told Luther. “He wants your insides on your outside, maybe to eat them, but mostly because it’s fun to play with your wiggly squiggly guts and let them jiggly jiggle ...
The Bunnyman by Melinda Scully
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
My friend Janice was friends with a murderer named James. I met Janice at fifteen—a lot of years ago now—she was a friend of a friend who went to private school. We became very close for some inexplicable reason. ...
The Murderer’s Friend By Amanda Anderson
Flash Fiction, LAR Online