Category Archives: Flash Fiction

Throw Me Thursday: Bermuda’s Triangle

Posted on December 3, 2011 by

She’s a dancer, baby. Name’s Bermuda, like the triangle. Seems she copped the brand in some shitty little dive up near Cripple Creek where she worked six days a week hauling ass for some creep in black market boots. It … Continue reading →

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Throw Me Thursday: Get Your Kicks

Posted on September 9, 2011 by

Me and Mathias moved out here near ten years ago and bought this old filling station. Nothing but a falling down old piece of rot back then, but Mathias, he has a vision, if you know what I mean. He … Continue reading →

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Throw Me Thursday: The House of Rain

Posted on September 2, 2011 by

They trucked in rain from Crescent City, plexiglass, and tubes and built the house in a day. It glowed emerald in the desert dark where the Serpent Sisters bent half ways and quarter ways across eachother’s backs and shoulders until … Continue reading →

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Throw Me Thursday: Medicamina Faciei Femineae

Posted on August 26, 2011 by

Now learn, my dears, the art of beautifying your faces; learn by what means you can retain your charms. *** “Baby, you gotta know, those days are over.” Baby opens a jar of loose powder, dips a brush and taps … Continue reading →

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Throw Me Thursday: In an Irish pub with a lot of oiled wood

Posted on August 19, 2011 by

“I love women. They’re like goddesses.” Max took a long swig of Guinness, kicked his boots up on an empty chair. “Man, don’t let Naomi hear you say that shit. She’s always pissed at me.” “You and Naomi, your good … Continue reading →

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Reclamation

Posted on August 11, 2011 by

For Johanna, the bath was never right. It either cooled too quickly, like a sudden misstep in a broken sentence, or the heat rose to meet her in such a way that it reddened her skin, pricking it, causing her … Continue reading →

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Throw Me Thursday: The Succulence of Childhood

Posted on August 5, 2011 by

 Today I am honored to have a guest post. She’s a new voice in the blogging and literary world, but I have no doubt she will make big waves some day soon whether it be in writing, her unique artistic … Continue reading →

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Throw Me Thursday: Conner says…

Posted on July 29, 2011 by

Sunday is always better for dates, Conner says. All the Saturday people stay home and the lines at the mini golf park are short and the ice cream barrels are all filled up because they run out of Zanzibar by … Continue reading →

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Throw Me Thursday: The Regulars

Posted on July 22, 2011 by

Before I was here I worked in a Greek diner where the best thing on the menu was rice pudding. They put it on the menu for the old people, but I scooped it up in banana boats and ate … Continue reading →

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Throw Me Thursday: You are the one that I want

Posted on July 15, 2011 by

She’s been in love with him since she was four. That’s when she knew he played guitar. His hair was long, and brown, but curly and only to the ends of his ears. And he had droop-down eyes like her … Continue reading →

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