Hell is a Typo by Terveen Gill — Gobblers & Masticadores – Flash Fiction

A ghost in a white sheet and black painted eyes on it is standing among trees in a forest

Reading Time: < 1 minute WELCOME TO FLASH FICTION at GOBBLERS & MASTICADORES! A man must face his end. The Grim Reaper has arrived to take him. But there seems to be a slight problem. He’s headed to hell instead of heaven. What… Read More

Are You Happy? Please Tell Me — Gobblers & Masticadores – Flash Fiction

A young sad looking woman in a white dress looking out a window with her palm placed on the glass

Reading Time: < 1 minute WELCOME TO TUESDAY FLASH FICTION at GOBBLERS & MASTICADORES! A married couple find themselves in an uncomfortable situation. A repeated question tries to ease the tension. But some things are beyond repair and rectification. Can either accept what… Read More

Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwiches by Terveen Gill — Gobblers & Masticadores

A close up of a messy stack of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches

Reading Time: < 1 minute WELCOME TO TUESDAY FLASH FICTION at GOBBLERS & MASTICADORES! A man works for a company that he has no interest in. His door-to-door job is belittling and a reason for boredom. Then why doesn’t he quit and move… Read More

Trouble Will Always Remain by Terveen Gill — Gobblers & Masticadores

A black and white image with a black colored human head looking downwards and wads of crumpled paper filling the space in its scalp and the white background above it

Reading Time: < 1 minute WELCOME TO TUESDAY FLASH FICTION at GOBBLERS & MASTICADORES! Can a troubling existence become a way of life? So much so that any relief from it appears to be a threat? Could it be that minds and hearts… Read More

He Would Come from the Waters by Terveen Gill — Gobblers & Masticadores

A young, handsome, bare-chested Viking man wearing a helmet and with red face paint around his eyes

Reading Time: < 1 minute WELCOME TO TUESDAY FLASH FICTION at GOBBLERS & MASTICADORES! Hilda is a woman who is often swept away by her daydreams. There’s not much incentive to keep her mind in the real world. But what happens when a… Read More

Those Unforgiving Eyes by Terveen Gill — Gobblers & Masticadores – Flash Fiction

A black and white image of a young man's face with a black strip running across and blacking out his eyes

Reading Time: < 1 minute WELCOME TO TUESDAY FLASH FICTION at GOBBLERS & MASTICADORES! A woman finds herself in an uncomfortable situation. A pair of wolfish eyes are unwilling to leave her alone. She hopes and waits that the staring will stop. But… Read More

The Curse Always Comes Back – Flash Fiction Story

A monster woman holding a wooden mask over half of her face

Reading Time: 2 minutes He and his sixteen-year-old sister lost their mother when the woman died of mysterious circumstances. A bashed in skull and a broken jaw weren’t mishaps that occurred on their own. Yet it was easier to burn the body… Read More

My Lovely Lady by Terveen Gill — Gobblers & Masticadores – Flash Fiction

The statue of a young woman reaching out in front of her and her hair blowing behind her with birds perched upon her hand

Reading Time: < 1 minute WELCOME TO TUESDAY FLASH FICTION at GOBBLERS & MASTICADORES! A man is enamored by a beautiful woman. He runs into her every day and can’t take his eyes off her. After thinking and waiting, he finds the courage… Read More

An Earful of Suffering – Flash Fiction Story

Three abstract head statues made of stone with expressions of open-mouthed suffering

Reading Time: 2 minutes Huma listened to the leaves rustling to the song of the breeze. She would have pinned her ears to the tree if it would help drown the profanities and accusations. Afaf, her daughter, stood at the open window,… Read More

Thanks for Making Me a Writer – Flash Fiction Story

A woman floating in the air while she's typing on a typewriter and wind is blowing her hair, dress, and papers around

Reading Time: 3 minutes Drip… Drip… Drip… It’s dripping on to my pillow. I really can’t hear it but it’s happening. My brain is leaking out of my eyes and my ears. How much of it is left? It’s hard to tell…. Read More

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