by Bob Freville “I don’t believe in the Great Man theory of science or history. There are no great men, just men standing on the shoulders of other men and what they have done.“ Jacque Fresco The ammonia stink of his dwellings, the scorched floors and stained walls, were nowhere […]
Flash Fiction Friday: Talk Nice to Me
Published on :by Eric LaRocca The soles of his custom-made patent leather Oxfords click anxiously on the tiled floor of the doctor’s exam room. Jonathan McCoy can scarcely contain his delight. His hand rests on his wife’s thigh as he sits beside her, rubbing her leg, his fingers occasionally harassing the hem […]
Flash Fiction Friday: Inflate
Published on :by Frank J. Edler To dream that you are inflating something represents intellect, awareness, knowledge and a higher power. Alternatively, it may symbolize your inflated ego or inflated sense of self. The yogi cradled my lifeless vessel in his arms. He was gentle and caring like a guardian; tender and […]
Flash Fiction Friday: I Lost My Keys and Got Crabs
Published on :by John Wayne Comunale I lost my keys after I slept in a bed cursed by an Inuit witch doctor and woke up with what looked like giant snow-crabs dangling from my balls. I figured the reason I got snow-crabs was because my dazzlingly white pubes sparkled like the light […]
Flash Fiction Friday: Loving Hands of Professionals
Published on :by Julia Long There was a little it inside of Shem’s chest cavity.A pine cone, in his chest cavity.A disgusting little pine cone.The little chest pine cone was made of nubile naked skin.The little skin pine cone in Shem’s heart caught hellfire.It. Shem was taking a creepy bath. A lot […]
Flash Fiction Friday: House of a Million Sorrows
Published on :by Shawn Milazzo In public, we wear masks. I’m walking the dense roads of society. The world around me only becomes more populated. They removed our faces, our personalities. It is unknown to us who they are. All we know is they came to our planet, many years ago. They came from […]
Flash Fiction Friday: The Ghouldigger’s Daughter
Published on :by Nicholaus Patnaude Lorna clicked on the link in the anonymous email directing her to Juglicious.com and fought back the urge to vomit – Gerald had promised never to show the photos to anyone, unless their exposure would help give clues to the whereabouts of her missing daughter, Hannah. Somebody […]
Flash Fiction Friday: They Don’t Serve Ice Cream in Hell
Published on :by John Wayne Comunale “Your suffering will be legendary . . . if you eat this and happen to be lactose intolerant.” The child, not more than four years old, stared up blank-faced at the former Cenobite as he added the third and final scoop of fudge-ripple to a large […]
Flash Fiction Friday: A Phone Call from Ionesco
Published on :by G. Arthur Brown ACT I (An average family American 1960 sits at an average family table for an average dinner. Eugene Ionesco is not among them. FATHER sits at one side of the table dressed like an American father 1960. MOTHER sits at another side of the table dressed […]
Flash Fiction Friday: Titles Are Pointless
Published on :by Pedro Proença There is a problem with language. In itself, it’s just a way of communicating uselessness. What we are are mere specks of something on a big beach. The beach is connected to a desert, and beyond that, we can’t even imagine. Once I swallowed a car. It […]
Flash Fiction Friday: Professor Sex
Published on :by Scott Unfried Garda Ruth O’Gruagain, stood reticent and radiant, at the edge of a cliff overlooking the calm waters. She was not an ordinary officer, her skin clearer than most, her eyebrows more pleasingly plucked, her brown hair shinier, and brown eyes that made a beautifully beefy gaze. Those […]
Flash Fiction Friday: Dragon Queen
Published on :by Cade Michael Quinn Chucky was a dragon. A big, scary dragon. That’s what Momma told him. “Am I big ‘n’ scary?” Chuck asked Momma. He stretched his wings and dug his claws into the wood-panel floor and growled as big as he could. “Am I big ‘n’ scary, Momma?” […]
Flash Fiction Friday: Slug Butts
Published on :by Kevin Strange I was happy when everybody’s butts was getting bigger cause I’m a butt guy, myself and there’s some fine lookin’ women out there that just needed a little more caboose to be considered mighty fine in the humble opinion of this here self-proclaimed booty master. But when […]
Flash Fiction Friday: Bare
Published on :by Brian Auspice I argue with a stranger about something insane. I walk away. I drive to a pet shop. I go inside. It smells like a pet shop. All sorts of exotic-looking fish swim in tanks of deep blue, except for one, which has gone belly-up from lack of […]
Flash Fiction Friday: Guitar Man
Published on :by John Wayne Comunale You know that old Elvis song, Guitar Man? I guess if I had to blame this all on something, anything; I would blame it on that. The moment after I heard that song I knew what I was supposed to do. It was like a blueprint […]
Flash Fiction Friday: An Alphabetical List of Every Woman I’ve Ever Slept With
Published on :by Danger Slater #1: (Actually, before I get started on this list, I just wanted to make it clear that I in no way mean any disrespect to the women on it.) #1: (Really, though. I mean that. I am an affectionate man with a gentle touch and a sensitive […]
Flash Fiction Friday: The Mustache Growing Competition
Published on :by Bradley Sands a deleted scene from Dodgeball High, available ONLY on the Belgian import PRINCIPAL’S OFFICE I go in, and Burt Reynolds says, “Hey, there, little fella. Ha ha ha ha!” This is so not fair! Why isn’t Principal Tug in his office? Principal offices are for principals, not guys who […]
Flash Fiction Friday: Milk Dregs
Published on :by Julia Long I filled my face with life, like, all day. Cool. I get home from school and see my roommate in the bathroom wiping something down. I fill my face with life when she sees me back. She fills her face with life and there is some shared […]
Flash Fiction Friday: Dotting the Is
Published on :by Cornell R. Nichols I’m not quite sure how it happened but, at the age of thirty, I found myself stuck in a dead-end job, with virtually no prospects for my dead-end life. I guess my ideas were to blame. I have foolishly dared to dream of becoming a journalist, […]
Flash Fiction Friday: Martian Funeral
Published on :by Craig A. Buckley The good Rev. Johnny Elwood loosened his tie. His black Sunday jacket lay draped over the chair behind his desk. His wife would have been in a tizzy if she’d seen it. That’s what hangers were invented for, Johnny, she’d say, to keep out the wrinkles. […]
Flash Fiction Friday: The Case of the Already-Solved Case
Published on :by Douglas Hackle When Mrs. Eleanor Henderson called upon me—Douglas Hackle, Licensed Private Investigator—to solve the case of her husband’s murder, the case had been closed for over three years. On June 4, 2009, Mrs. Henderson’s husband, Gregory, was killed by a chainsaw-wielding maniac named Dizzy-o Parcheezy on a busy […]
Flash Fiction Friday: Super Fun Dance Time
Published on :by Brian Auspice Hamstring lies in a hospital bed. Tubes feed out of his right arm into a large 1970’s mainframe computer. He watches his blood slowly get sucked through the plastic. The computer beeps. A nurse walks in. She places a stereo on a nearby table. “The doctor will […]
Flash Fiction Friday: Unauthorized Biography
Published on :by Eric Hendrixson Even as a child he was like that. In school, during the class on fractions, he told the nun she was a liar and refused to listen. He was suspended for a week. He said, “You can’t have anything part-way.” When October came, he dressed up like […]
Flash Fiction Friday: Amnesia Bug
Published on :by Jeremy Maddux It was about midday when all the commotion started out on Brightway Boulevard. A man in pinstripe business attire was coming back from lunch with the routine sugar buzz of his franchised coffee kicking in when he noticed something on the ground. He went to his knees […]
Flash Fiction Friday: This Page Is Intentionally Left Blank
Published on :That’s right. No FFF this week. We here at Bizarro Central are in dire need of content! If you have a bizarro story, 2000 words or less, attach it as a .doc or .rtf and send it to garthurbrown@hotmail.com. Please include a brief, single paragraph bio. Here’s a fun gif:
Flash Fiction Friday: Three Shorts from Márió Z. Nemes
Published on :by Márió Z. Nemes. Translated by Zoltán Komor Red Water In the village of the dwarfs everyone’s about four inches long. They shoot the ones who grow taller, keeping a gun around just for this purpose. The dwarfs call it Mother’s anger, but they also like to use the saw. […]
Flash Fiction Friday: Fat Cat
Published on :by Harbor Rungwarty The vet’s waiting room was carpeted in a color that would hide poop and vomit stains easily. It clashed noticeably with my shoes, but I did not let this disturb me. Chim-cham, my faithful Senegalese, had been off his feed for nearly a week. I was getting […]
Flash Fiction Friday: The Bloody Pustule Beauty Pageant
Published on :by Bob Freville They’re spilling out on to the rickety termite-ridden runway. Woo daddy! We can see them lumbering out now! Oh yes! Those adorable little gals! Our bright shining stars of the tomorrows that may never come! Yep, ladies and gentlemen! They’re a sight for sore, empty eye sockets […]
Flash Fiction Friday: Family Sized
Published on :by Justin Grimbol Gwen saw two beached whales and became so excited she started jumping up and down. “Mom? Dad?” she called out to them. The whales looked at her. “You’ve come back for me!” she yelled. She ran up to them. She tried to hug them but they were […]
Flash Fiction Friday: Booger Sugar
Published on :by Bob Freville He always loved to sniff things, to whiff things. He always dug fresh smells. His first olfactory hallucination occurred in puberty. He got it bad after graduation. Bands of cilia saturated in what looked like rotting corpses but smelled like strips of cotton candy. Years had passed […]
Flash Fiction Friday: Writing in Tongues
Published on :by Harry Brawngrout He stuck the end of the crowbar into the dead boy’s mouth and tried to pry the jaw loose. A centimeter of space and then it snapped right back shut like it was spring loaded. Tight. The dead boy grinned where his lips had been ripped away, […]
Flash Fiction Friday: Rattled by the Rush (Excerpt)
Published on :by Chris Kelso 233, I take time over the stress of every word. Do you like to write? You like to read though…right? To be an artist is to suffer. The deliria can be rather disorientating, so I decide to connect the rooms in my house with lines of taut […]
Flash Fiction Friday: COLORS (NO, THIS ISNT A NOVELIZATION OF THE CLASSIC HIP HOP SONG BY ICE T)
Published on :by Justin Grimbol At around noon, a package was delivered to our front door. It was massive. I dragged it inside, found a knife in the kitchen, tore it open. The box was filled with glitter. Rainbow colored. Rainbow was my favorite color and I got really excited. Vanessa walked […]
Flash Fiction Friday: Red Bellies
Published on :by Gabino Iglesias Tom felt the drunken man’s calloused hands tighten around his skull. His fingers were so long they almost wrapped around his head twice. The man moaned so loud it made the grimy floor under Tom’s knees shake like a coked-up Chihuahua in a freezer. “Keep it down, […]
Flash Fiction Friday: Cum to Gum
Published on :by Edmund Colell I love your mouth. The firm scrub of your teeth against me. Your tongue slobbers gobs of glee. I love your… something… south? Fuck it, I don’t know poetry. Maybe you don’t expect sweet and clever things from a wad of gum. For all the years we […]