Harold sips his coffee as he stares at the hummingbird feeder outside the kitchen window. “God knows we need the money. I don’t know how we can afford your medications without it.” He drops to the flo...

Harold sips his coffee as he stares at the hummingbird feeder outside the kitchen window. “God knows we need the money. I don’t know how we can afford your medications without it.” He drops to the flo...

The Jenkins girl asks if she can turn her book report in Tuesday instead of Monday. If I say yes, the whole class will want the extra day. “Sure, Sally.” Who cares. I should’ve made them due Friday an...

FFF Competition Thirty-Five Judge's Report by Kate Axeford   1st October 2026   I was about to set off to End Of The Road music festival when a zip file of fifteen fabulous flash fiction stories arriv...

FFF Competition Thirty-Five Judge's Report by Kate Axeford   1st October 2026   I was about to set off to End Of The Road music festival when a zip file of fifteen fabulous flash fiction stories arriv...

He sat in the middle with his touch screen smile, flicking his fringe, calling us homies. JC broke his sausage roll into pieces, said it was his body, offered Dr Pepper as his blood, told us he loved ...

He sat in the middle with his touch screen smile, flicking his fringe, calling us homies. JC broke his sausage roll into pieces, said it was his body, offered Dr Pepper as his blood, told us he loved ...

There are pictures of the dead whale in the local paper.   I sit in the dunes staring at it’s grey bulk, arms wrapped around my knees, marram grass scratching the backs of my legs and I think of your ...

There are pictures of the dead whale in the local paper.   I sit in the dunes staring at it’s grey bulk, arms wrapped around my knees, marram grass scratching the backs of my legs and I think of your ...

All that summer, they lived the American dream, cruising hot Buffalo nights, high on life, guzzling happy hour one-dollar drinks. When fall’s exuberance left her breathless, he took her to the Albrigh...

All that summer, they lived the American dream, cruising hot Buffalo nights, high on life, guzzling happy hour one-dollar drinks. When fall’s exuberance left her breathless, he took her to the Albrigh...

Every morning Darragh walked the cliffside path alone. Not ritual. Penance. Always within his eyeline stood an unmoving figure. Stolid. Silent. Lingering on the horizon with its gaze fixed upon him. A...

Every morning Darragh walked the cliffside path alone. Not ritual. Penance. Always within his eyeline stood an unmoving figure. Stolid. Silent. Lingering on the horizon with its gaze fixed upon him. A...

Tomorrow the bulldozers will bash down our sixties semi, won’t care about its double-height rococo chapel. It’d been our single garage until Dad went to a Billy Graham Crusade, came home saved, and ex...

Tomorrow the bulldozers will bash down our sixties semi, won’t care about its double-height rococo chapel. It’d been our single garage until Dad went to a Billy Graham Crusade, came home saved, and ex...

Vila stood beside her father as the bells began, echoing across the rooftops. The coffin moved first, carried by men she had known all her life. Her hands were clasped so tightly her nails dug crescen...

Vila stood beside her father as the bells began, echoing across the rooftops. The coffin moved first, carried by men she had known all her life. Her hands were clasped so tightly her nails dug crescen...

So the story goes if I tell my friends I am writing a novel they will say “Wow!” and look at me in awe.  I tell them and they do.   Now my characters have stopped telling me what to write and I am bor...

The morning sunshine had filled Martin with a sense of unease. As midday approached, he sat at the kitchen table and took a last drag from his cigarette. His wife’s absence had deprived him of the sec...

The morning sunshine had filled Martin with a sense of unease. As midday approached, he sat at the kitchen table and took a last drag from his cigarette. His wife’s absence had deprived him of the sec...

The tour guide promises she will stick to the shade.  I pull my Lisboa cap snugly over my eyes. George is embarrassed by this cap. But I think it gives me a Kardashian air. I have the butt to match.  ...

The tour guide promises she will stick to the shade.  I pull my Lisboa cap snugly over my eyes. George is embarrassed by this cap. But I think it gives me a Kardashian air. I have the butt to match.  ...

I’ve always loved to cook. I enjoy the creativity and the experimentation of it all. The beauty of mixing cultures and countries and colours all in one bowl. So when my sister asked me to do a collect...

They were packing up when the children threw their crusts into the sand, waiting for gulls that never came. The sea was too still. The sky too clear. The sound of the waves seemed distant, as if it be...

They were packing up when the children threw their crusts into the sand, waiting for gulls that never came. The sea was too still. The sky too clear. The sound of the waves seemed distant, as if it be...

I can’t snap snap snap my fingers, drum drum my hands on my leg, tap tap my toes toes click click my teeth with a yellow Ticonderoga   I can’t cluck cluck cluck my tongue off the roof of my mouth, or ...

He walks barefoot tipping clods of mud over with his toes. Hunching down, breathing heavily through his sleeve, he forces a hand into the earth, feeling the cold. What they had planted had been mostly...

I worked the ferry for years. It used to be that people would come at all hours and in all weathers to cross. Now they just come between sunup and sundown.   I worked the ferry over ice. I recall movi...