Flash Fiction Story – Butt-Kisser

A ripe peach

Reading Time: 2 minutes Swamy was the perfect example of a pleaser. In not so kind words, he was a butt-kisser. If his lips could find a noble behind, they were ready to do the job. He started out young. At home,… Read More

Flash Fiction Story – No Photographs Please

Antique camera with a bright flash

Reading Time: 2 minutes A picture says a thousand words. I refuse to believe that horrid idiom. My picture says only one: ugly. Looks aren’t the problem here. I’m quite handsome for a man with thirty-two years behind him. Black hair, a… Read More

Flash Fiction Story – Hands Up!

Close up of hand pointing gun

Reading Time: 2 minutes Hands up! That’s all I had to say. My brother Manu made me practice it a hundred times. Or was it a thousand times? I can’t count. What do I know? Manu says I’m a simpleton. Papa called… Read More

Cowards Don’t Die

Used bullet shells lying in ash

Reading Time: 2 minutes A coward can never be a hero. I am that coward. They carried me home upon their shoulders. If only they knew the truth. But a dead man cannot speak, and I would never reveal what really happened…. Read More

Flash Fiction Story – Birthday Wish

Chocolate birthday cake with lighted candles

Reading Time: 2 minutes Every wish he had ever made had come true. He could be lying, but it served him no purpose. Eleven birthdays together, eleven beautiful cakes, eleven selfish wishes. Eleven reasons for me to believe that it wouldn’t be… Read More

Flash Fiction Story – Creature of Greed

Hanging rope with a noose

Reading Time: 2 minutes I’m a man of many mistakes. Some small, some so vile that I struggle to hide in their indecent shadows. I was born just like you. What’s that word? Yeah, innocent. I hate that word. It’s the biggest… Read More

Flash Fiction Story – The Man Who Forgot

Headshot of a man with shadow on his face

Reading Time: 2 minutes ‘I don’t know them…’ ‘Raj. Look at me. I’m Tina, your wife.’ ‘Yeah, Dad. This is Mom and I’m Monty, your son.’ ‘Raj, are you sure you don’t recognize your wife and son? No recollection?’ ‘Uhhh, I have… Read More

Flash Fiction Story – Death Completes Me

Eerie hands clinging to dry grass

Reading Time: 2 minutes I was four when I died for the first time. The village pond had beckoned me into its brown waters, promising me a gallant win in a game of hide-and-seek. I held my breath, only a fool wouldn’t… Read More