The shop was just a gray concrete box in the middle of an empty parking lot. It wasn’t closed, but it looked closed. It looked like a place we shouldn’t be.
Michael wanted cowboy boots, but shopping for cowboy ...
One King Bed and Two Keys by Miguel Camnitzer
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
The Bargain
The Jhelum River starts at the foothills of the Himalayas, then winds through the disputed Kashmir Valley—first the Indian-administered side, then the Pakistani—, ending 200 kilometers from the ...
2024 Flash Fiction Award Winner: Rikha Sharma Rani
Award Winners, Flash Fiction
1.
I remembered someone telling me that the worst thing that could happen was running out of desires, but I just wasn’t wired like that. I was in the back of my car, on New Year’s Eve, with a boy I’d just met. He ...
Bites/Being in Love by Nicole Sellew
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
Three days a week, David sat at Ms. Bowen’s kitchen table and repeated back, say, sun, soup, sip, sick, said, sail. When he did well, she rewarded him with a chocolate from the freezer, hard and tasteless. When ...
Say, Sun, Soup by Michael Stewart
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
It was like clockwork, the way the sun fell behind the horizon leaving only the breeze of encroaching night. Although, I suppose it’s clockwork that reflects our position around the sun, not the other way around. ...
Barbarians by Corey Lee
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
Crawling
What does it mean to crawl sideways in a continuum? Here might you please find the wisdom of experts who gather around the baby, this child who looks at a destination but then scoots backward, face beaming ...
Two Fables by Edie Meidav
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
She remembered the rain, how it used to beat down on their windows, a gentle drumming easing her to sleep. When last did they have rain? Now it seemed imagined, as if she’d dreamed it up in a fit of madness. The ...
Approaching Day Zero by Tara Manshon
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
It was a frustrating book to read. He never actually saw the text shift before his eyes, never saw a sentence blur into something else right there on the page. Every time he flipped through the first half of the book, ...
The Ever-Changing Book by Arthur Mandal
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
“Do you remember when I told you about going skiing that one time with my family–when I was a teenager? And I met that girl and we hit it off, but something happened and I lost track of her and I didn’t know her ...
The Memory Place by Christopher Thomas
Flash Fiction, LAR Online
