Short Fiction
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Flash Fiction February Day 16 The Curfew Will, Crystal and Donna walked laughing through the park. On their left, the varied fences belied the endless monotony of the suburban detached homes lining Holocene Place Private. To their right, a dozen yards away, a lively stream burbled over stones at the bottom of a small ravine.…
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Flash Fiction February Day 15 The High Price Of Doing Business “We need to bury the axe until after this meeting. If they smell even a hint of blood in the water we are finished.” Alex, tall and elegant in a tailored gunmetal suit leaned against the doorframe of his office. A cigarette angled up…
Brain Bits To Go 