flash fiction

Boys with Secrets

After my best friend broke up with me for Jesus, my other best friend invited me over to watch his favorite film. I was crying, not at the film, which was actua...

Alfie

Alfie spends the morning watching plaster dry. There is a saturation to watching. so much brown, Alfie thinks, watching it twist, sink into pale. Eventuall...

Compromising

Libby blames her failure to be a “collaborative team player” on the torture of group work in elementary school. In fourth grade, when they were studying democra...

I Am a Conservationist

Georgie is twelve and doesn’t give a fuck. His tantrums extended from the terrible twos, and I stopped counting when I realized it only depressed me further to ...

Sleep Disturbance

They say we’re primates, but you looked like a bear as you padded through the blue light of my neighbourhood, naked. Through a slat in the blinds, I saw your ha...

Reproductive History

The imaginary baby Put a pillow under your t-shirt. Turn sideways and look in the mirror. This is not what it will look like. Hold a stuffed animal in your ...

Wax

She bought a Colt .45 and hid it in a carved wooden box under her bed. There had been times, earlier in her life, when she’d looked forward to the night, the...

Persimmon

The first time she speaks to you, you are on the toilet. You are both at a party, and she is waiting for a polite time to go home. Underneath the stall, you see...

What They Know

Checking her face in the mirror, she feels him move behind her, his attention absorbing the space between them. “What?” she says. He doesn’t answer, turns to ...

The Arc of the Birch

I have fallen in love with a birch tree. Tomorrow my husband will remove it, a killing he presented as a fait accompli last weekend after plying me with cocktai...