The sun sets low on the horizon. The fisherman rows his boat. The lamp he carries sways. The light of sun, sea, and earth is dazzlingly magnificent.
The boatman casts his net. You aim at your perfect Instagram picture: the boatman’s harsh reality.
You sip your Mimosa on the beach.
Ma. Elisa Bernardino wrote this story.
“Go ahead and open it,” he said.
Inside the damp, sand-covered box lay a quivering starfish.
“Place it in the palm of your hand and make a wish.”
She followed his instructions then tossed it back into the sea.
“Why did you do that?”
“I wished for it to live.”
Giulietta Nardone is the author of Feel More Alive! 30 Brilliant Ways To Reignite Your Inner Spark.
“There’s safety in things,” the therapist explains, noting mile-high clothing, bric-a-brac, and boxes. “They won’t abandon you like the husband who vanished eight years ago. You’re filling the void with objects that can’t love you.”
But he’s wrong. The thing in the basement corner loves me.
When I feed him.
Michelle Wilson’s words have appeared or are forthcoming in Potato Soup Journal’s Best of 2021 Anthology, Rejection Letters, Maudlin House, Litro Magazine, The Drabble, 50-Word Stories, Literally Stories, Flash Fiction Magazine, and Mr. Beller’s Neighborhood, among others. She lives in Miami Beach, Florida.
I see her those early mornings whenever I can’t get back to sleep. On blustery winter days she rushes past wearing heavy layers, propelled by dogs on leashes. Swift, still fit and on a mission.
When she turns the corner, I amble down the hall and turn up the heat.
Linda Jenkinson writes flash fiction, fast poetry, and 50-word stories, but is decidedly slowing down.
a fresh grave next to yours
preparation for a new sadness
dusting snow from your marker
placing a candy cane wreath,
once festive, looking forced now
a step back into the bitter cold
of December, not Christmas
another goodbye in your last year
still living the “since”
of this season
Majoki has been writing flash fiction for a few years and recently started posting his work on his website, faroutposts.com. He has also begun submitting some of his work and has had a few pieces published on 365 Tomorrows and Free Flash Fiction.
Me and the Fin, my five-dollar boat
row round the lake, just barely afloat.
My gear’s the best on the sporting goods shelf;
My worms so inviting, I could eat them myself.
I bait and I cast. I watch and I wait
but nary a fish volunteers for my plate.
Gene Newman is a retired old guy (90 yrs) and former New Jersey journalist and columnist. Read more at GeneNewmanImagineThat.com.
He killed the deer and gutted it. No part wasted: meat to nourish his body; fur and tanned hides to clothe him; sinew thread to bind it all together.
He’d come to the forest to confront his demons. Sometimes it’s better to become the demon.
He donned the skull mask.
Lauren Scharhag (she/her) is an associate editor for GLEAM: Journal of the Cadralor, and the author of thirteen books, including Our Miss Engel and The Order of the Four Sons series (with Coyote Kishpaugh). Her work has appeared in over 150 literary venues around the world. She is the recipient of multiple awards, including the Seamus Burns Creative Writing Prize and a fellowship from Rockhurst University for fiction. Her work has also been nominated for multiple Best of the Net and Pushcart Prizes. She lives in Kansas City, MO. See more at laurenscharhag.blogspot.com.
“Sorry I’m late hun. I had some errands to run after work”.
“You must be beat. Let me get you a drink.”
“I’m also a little spooked. I had this feeling I was being followed.”
“That was me following you on your way to your errands’ apartment. Like your drink?”
Doug Hawley wrote this story. See more at sites.google.com/site/aberrantword.
The story of the week for January 31 to February 4 is…
Not Yet by Rebecca Cuthbert
Standing tall in a sea of angry faces, refusing to be cowed, the woman maintains a dignity that reflects her heritage. She is a princess, but none around her can possibly understand. Some speak of equality, of being treated as if she was white, but she dreams of something more.
Ken Grant is a freelance writer living in Santa Ana, California. He has one published novel, So Great a Salvation. His stories have appeared in Left Hand Publishers, Jitter Press, and Alien Dimensions.