by Surosree Chaudhuri | Sep 7, 2022 | 2022 July, Flash Fiction
“The water” crawls down the length of your arm, and as always, you reach to sweep it off, only to see nothing. “But it feels wet and cold running down my skin,” so you tell Iorfa, your great grandson, “only I cannot stop it.” Iorfa...
by Junpei Tarashi | May 28, 2022 | 2022 May, Flash Fiction
After she’d blown out the last candle, she informed me that she hadn’t made a wish. This was notspoken in a whisper, as if sharing a secret that the universe shouldn’t overhear, but in her usual tone ofvoice—lilting, almost like a canary singing—because she...
by Surosree Chaudhuri | May 19, 2022 | 2022 May, Flash Fiction
The owl prince was dead. Long live the prince. God save his princess. As was customary for such funerals, Aida invited her wicked drunk foster mother and no one else because everybody was tired of attending the funerals of her poor “pets”. But...
by Surosree Chaudhuri | Mar 30, 2022 | 2022 March, Flash Fiction
Perla had been a maid in the same house for eleven years when she got her new teeth. Her siblings had a hard time adjusting. “What was wrong with your mouth before?” her brother Cedric grumbled, a toddler bouncing on his good knee as he rubbed...
by Junpei Tarashi | Nov 30, 2021 | 2021, Flash Fiction, November
It is Phoebe’s turn at love and not at the love all the beautiful people on primetime TV seem to find on every corner as if connection were a thing always waiting to be found in the froth of some ocean that drowns New York City then collected in a hand and very slowly...
by Junpei Tarashi | Nov 4, 2021 | 2021, Flash Fiction, November
The Posh Boy is a Hardy Species by Mike Hickman https://www.agapanthuscollective.com.dream.website/wp-content/uploads/2021/11/The-Posh-Boy-is-a-Hardy-Species.mp3 At school and well into his professional life, James was the “posh” boy. He was reminded of this on an...
