“Stand Clear Of The Closing Doors Please” It’s 7:40am. Penn Station New York is a sea of people. I follow the flow of bodies through the train stile to a raised platform. I board a full #2 train, holding coffee from Dunkin Donuts, New York state overpriced. With standing room only I hold my beverage tight to prevent a straphanger…
Category: Flash Fiction
Just Another Barney
Ramen noodles, two eggs, and a beef frank for dinner. As the water boiled in a pot too small for the job, Angie took another drag on her slim filtered cigarette, causing a chemical cloud to settle over the bowl of McIntosh apples on the kitchen table reserved for her estranged husband. Using a butcher knife, she diced the frank like…
Space Fish
A/N: My story came from Claudia Bloods “Top 10 Badly Named Story Ideas” I commented on Number 6, Space Fish. Here’s my story – “Peter, come down. It’s time to eat!” I hear my mom yell from the bottom of the stairs. “K,” I say while trying to finish one last game before dads router turns off moms iPad.…
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