None of the survivors was a sailor, so the compass and sextant were useless to them. The featureless […]
Category Archive: Flash Fiction
The entrance hall hasn’t been used since Doug was killed in Vietnam, the boxes that crowd the narrow space […]
Our township has the lowest crime rate in the Newark area. I’m not saying that I am directly […]
I didn’t participate in the interrogations. My role was to observe. Under no circumstances was I to interfere. Never […]
“You know what Jamey said about you?” “Your brother? He’s never even met me.” “About all you Yanks, […]
Her expression is wrong. And her hair. For the first time, he is glad she is dead. This […]
The old man was as greedy with his bottle as he was lazy with his seniority. Still, he was […]
Richaud picked his way down the stairs. Breakfast was included in the pension, and despite her many failings, […]
By the time he turned eighty-five, the old man was done with marking the day and would have none […]
“The petroglyphs told the story of an unusual event.” He paused, staring out at the lecture hall through […]