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Flash Fiction


That Right
"Yer lookin' at it."

Tyler Rose
Yes, but you don't know what I did with your sister.

Short Fiction


This House of Dust
The rain falls slantwise through the East Texas pines, gathers in temporary rivers that run nowhere but won't stop moving.

Roadkill
They cried to him with shattered jaws, and he could not resist.

'Twas The Day After Christmas
A pack of hunters passed us going the opposite direction carrying a captured pizza delivery-boy bound to a pole.

Coffee Girls
His heart moved bruise-sore, but quick to want and desire, a stupid animal yearning through the slat bars of his ribs towards the girl riding shotgun in his car.

Themira in the Desert
The man in the doorway glanced at the onrusher with sadness and regret, then made a negatory gesture with his hand.

The Alley
It's a verifiable phenomenon. Seventy paces to the end of the stacks. Eighty-one to get back out. I've paced it out often enough to eliminate doubt.

This Little Light of Mine
They saw the way she put the pounds on wrong, the way she would stroke her tummy when she forgot to be mindful.

Liar
Her hands are quick and articulate, striking images onto the air as she tells her story.

Serials

Urban Legends
Bloody Mary... Skinny Tom... Black Dogs... There goes the neighborhood.