Cowards Don’t Die by Terveen Gill — Gobblers / Masticadores

The yellowed open pages of an old book

Reading Time: < 1 minute Hello everyone! Hope the weekend was good and the week ahead is even better. Sharing another flash fiction piece with you. Published by Gobblers/Masticadores. A big thanks to Mr. Juan Re Crivello for this opportunity.

The Man of the House – Flash Fiction Story

A black and white close up of a boy's crying face

Reading Time: 3 minutes Ali carried the tray to his grandmother’s room. The boy was only seven years old, but he shouldered the responsibility of his mother’s mother like a grown man. But were grown men afraid of their own shadows? The… Read More

A Failed Fairy Tale Princess – Flash Fiction Story

A toddler dressed in a Snow White costume holding her mother's hand and walking

Reading Time: 3 minutes Snow had been fed a liberal amount of fairy tales from a rather young age. Open wide. Chew them well. Now swallow. She had been only two when her mother had first introduced her to Snow White, the… Read More

Please GOD! Give Me That DAMN Sign!

A bright orange neon sign of folded hands in prayer

Reading Time: 5 minutes Hi there! Back Again? Why wouldn’t you be? It’s not like there’s much to do on a Friday evening or Saturday morning. Pick your day and time. It all depends on where you are in the world right… Read More

Acceptance and Tolerance and the Sin of Being Powerless

A black and white image of a man in a shirt holding a box that he has placed over his face and head

Reading Time: 6 minutes Hello lovely readers! You all look so wonderful at a distance. Let’s just keep it that way! Someone, very special to me, recently asked me a question that hasn’t settled in any corner of my mind. Now you… Read More

Flash Fiction Story – Too Much Beauty

Strands of orange saffron against a purple background

Reading Time: 2 minutes Too much beauty is a painful thing. I grew up in a small village. It was beautiful. Clean air, fragrant lands, a never-ending sky that bled beautiful colors with every rising and setting sun. But it wasn’t just… Read More

Flash Fiction Story – Come To Me

Face silhouette of a woman against the setting sun in the background

Reading Time: 2 minutes Come to me. You’re a man in need. Shh…be quiet. No one must know. Your secrets are safe with me. They’ll never see the light of day. Leave behind your name and age. Everything looks the same in… Read More

Flash Fiction Story – A Chef’s Monkeys

Black and white image of three wise monkeys

Reading Time: 2 minutes Have you ever heard the expression – Not my circus, not my monkeys? It originated from Poland. But it applies to all races, genders, and distinct individuals. Meaning: Don’t drag me into your drama and issues – I… Read More

Flash Fiction Story – She’s Just Like Me

black and white back shot of father and daughter holding hands and walking

Reading Time: 2 minutes I’ve been told she’s just like me. The same wavy hair, heads as round as cantaloupes, almond shaped eyes oozing with chocolate brownness, concave noses, dimpled chins, oval faces. The only difference, I’m a grown-up man and she’s… Read More

Flash Fiction Story – Beep…beep…beep…

Heart rate monitor machine

Reading Time: 2 minutes Beep…beep…beep… I’m all alone. Day – night seem the same. I’m always engulfed by a sharp, white light. I still haven’t warmed up to this hospital bed. Home is a distant memory. One I dream about with my… Read More

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