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Carnival
(Micro Fiction) Selena felt something turn inside her, and she handed the rollie back to him without taking a puff.
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Mark Turner is a Liar and a Thief
(Fiction) “I just love the great outdoors!” Mark raised his arms and gestured to the quarter acre lot, filled primarily with concrete paths, lawn, and…
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This Will Happen Again
(Flash Fiction) I will see my reflection, spinning.
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The Last Ferry (The Last Episode)
(Serial Short Sci-fi) Marcus raised the chair and swung it hard at the picture window. The material cracked. The image of the moon flickered and turned…
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The Last Ferry (Part V)
(Serial Flash Sci-fi) "Cornelius tapped his temple twice to move the information into his short-term memory."
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The Last Ferry (Part IV)
(Serial Flash Sci-fi) "There were many narrow dwellings in rows. Human-sized tubes stacked like honeycomb."
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The Last Ferry (Part III)
(Serial Flash Sci-fi) “'Cheers to the Mars Destiny,' a woman in a cow print pantsuit with a large gold chain around her neck stepped into view."
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The Last Ferry (Part II)
(Serial Flash Sci-fi) “They stepped aside and revealed a section of the transparent floor, a view of the earth below."
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The Last Ferry (Part I)
(Serial Flash Sci-fi) "He wanted a pretzel. He could taste the salt on his tongue, the oozy velvet cheese gushing into his mouth after taking a bite…
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Hector
(The Substack Zone/Fiction/Homage) “Odd? You know what’s odd is how every service worker I’ve encountered for the last few days has been the same…
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Big Arnold
(Flash Folk Horror) The wind raged. The trunks of the forest of trees all around him swayed as the chainsaw came loose in the branch above Ralph’s head.
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The Pale Bone Flute
(Short Fantasy Fiction) An enormous, dark mass rose slowly toward the surface, then—of all things—a tree emerged from the deep bough by bough, its…
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