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I’m participating in Flash Fiction February! 28 very short stories for the shortest month. One prompt a day. You can learn more at storytellingcollective.com or looking up the hashtag #FlashFicFeb on social media. 

Prompt 28 – Beginning

It started very simply. It was just one of those things, something you did without any awareness of how monumental it was. It was just another Saturday in a long summer. I rode my bike to my best friend Mike’s house and then we rode down to Main Street to the old game...

Prompt 27 – The Plane in the Woods

Day 103: A fight broke out between the twins and it put everyone on edge. It seemed strange to interfere in a fight between siblings. Shin broke it up before the two blond boys came to blows. It’s just another symptom of the stress we are all under, trying to cope...

Prompt 26 – Magic

French new wave pop music hummed from the speaker in the corner and everyone in the cafe was high. Henry walked to the counter and ordered an espresso. The little place was hidden down a labyrinthine street in Greenwich Village. One of those particular cafes that were...

Prompt 25 – Belief

I had little faith, but what belief I did have seemed strongest in the mornings. By sunrise the fires were low and my cell was so cold I could see my breath. I rushed to put on my robes, which might be itchy but were certainly warm. For all the loneliness of the...

Prompt 24 – Home

She picked berries out back and herbs and mushrooms. In the beginning, he didn’t trust it at all. “You’ll poison us!” He said, in that way he said things where he was pretending to joke, but was actually serious. She sighed and shook her head and showed him the books...

Prompt 23 – Explore

It’s my birthday, so I ignored the prompt. Cecilia sat at the small table in the front of the cafe trying to will her leg to stop shaking. She stirred her coffee, which she didn’t often drink, and looked again at her phone. It was 3:15, and Lynn was late. Lynn had...

Prompt 22 – Machine

Mohammed had not slept for fourteen days. He had to buy copious amounts of eye drops because he no longer blinked. This was the way of Legion. Sitting cross-legged on a mountaintop, he visibly vibrated. He looked up and saw new stars, secret stars, stars other people...

Prompt 21 – Creature

For the most part, I just enjoy the ride. I sat back, relaxing in the comfort of his skull and watching him stumble through life. I particularly love awkwardness. His awkwardness, the awkwardness of those he surrounds himself with. The perverse awkwardness of...

Prompt 20 – Dream

I considered pepperoni pizza. Perhaps a vindaloo. Something that would really mess me up. I needed to have a nightmare. I needed something intense or vivid. I looked down at the Playboy on my desk. Maybe something sexy? It had been two weeks and my rank on Deltr had...

Prompt 19 – Senses

Tom could notice the smallest change in the color of the sky. He could look at paintings for hours, seeming to see them with different eyes than everyone else. He loved the rainbows made by oil on water. Sarah had perfect pitch. More often than not it just meant she...

Prompt 18 – Color

In dreams, the world is bruise purple. The anxiety logic unfolds, all unstoppable alarms and unknowable deadlines. I wait in line at the airport, where the security guards demand a pint of blood, but I am all out. Shouting nonsense, running through crowds. I awake to...

Prompt 17 – Mood

I awoke from a fever dream. In this dream, a dozen bodies writhed, their silken skin lit by flickering candlelight. The smell of incense and wine and sweat and sex were everywhere, overpowering. These faceless bodies rutted like animals. The air was full of their...

Prompt 16 – Mountain

Walking up the side of a mountain when you are injured and mourning your fallen friend is not something I would recommend. It’s even less amusing in the snow. They there I was, putting one boot in front of the other. The dwarves had at least built a fine path, which...

Prompt 15 – Desert

After the towers, I went to the desert. I fled. I retreated. There was a blank slate of banality. The rebelliousness of conformity and domesticity. Rebellious to my nature, that is. Mall living was as far from my childhood as I could imagine. Throughout my...

Prompt 14 – City

My first camera was an inexpensive, but very solid Pentax K1000. I got it secondhand, super cheap because the back was all scratched up. It came with a 35mm lens. I was sixteen. It was 1992. It was right about the time I used to sneak out of the house at night. I had...

Prompt 13 – Lush

The key was getting the tub warm before filling it. It took a little more work, but on a winter day, it was worth it. A pot of boiling water poured down the side of the tub that was near the window. Then the salts, lavender oil, rose-scented bubbles, as it starts to...

Prompt 12 – Danger

The fact that Courtney, the poor little rich girl, wanted to tag along with us proved that the upper class had no real understanding of danger. They constructed artificial dangers, like big game hunting and sky diving, and mountain climbing. Tyler and I had grown up...

Prompt 11 – Music

The crowd were locust. A buzzing riot, swelling over the barricade and hitting the lip of the stage. One great big mess of leather and plumage. Dozens of hands reaching out, fingers clutching for some connection. The room was only lit by the beer lights. Neon signs...

Prompt 10 – Street Art

2/10 - Street Art unsplash.com “What. The. Fuck?” Jeanie said, stopping in front of Milo’s building, looking at a mural that hadn’t been there the day before. “I don’t know, I woke up, went out to get some coffee, and there it was,” Milo said, shaking his head. “It...

Prompt 9 – Anonymity

I appreciated your reply. There were sleepless nights of wondering after I sent off my first missive. I wondered if my words would be offputting or even disturbing. I am soothed that they were not and, from what you wrote, they were perhaps even desired. Perhaps now...