by Kip Knott...When I was a kid, the notion of falling into the ocean and turning into a fish that could live and breathe forever underwater became my most fervent desire, especially on those days whe...

I took the pills and slit my wrists because no one understood.

A flash fiction website for writers and readers. One 75 word tale published daily. Plus author interviews and writing group map

by Kip Knott The five-day games demonstrate China’s rapid progress in advanced robotics… Associated Press When the robot breaks the tape,its stops dead center on the trackand turns slowly in all di…

As soon as the waiter clears our dishes, Rothko sees the empty white tablecloth as just another canvas needing to be filled. “I don’t have any paints with me,” he says as he rolls up his sleeves, “but...

As soon as the waiter clears our dishes, Rothko sees the empty white tablecloth as just another canvas needing to be filled. “I don’t have any paints with me,” he says as he rolls up his sleeves, “but...

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Congratulations to Mikki Aronoff, Jo Gatford, Sarah Lynn Hurd, and Kip Knott for having their work published in Gooseberry Pie Lit selected for Wigleaf’s Top 50 Longlist 2026. Linked below are their b...

Photo by Edward Howell on Unsplash by Kip Knott My ex-wife’s on the phone telling me that she found my secret diary buried beneath some old towels in the linen closet. After six years, I had nothing n...

Unplugged by Kip Knott The day after you pulled the plug on our marriage the day before our diamond anniversary, I go through all the vinyl records we began collecting when we first moved in togeth…

I live a two-dimensional life, and yet I have mass. I can feel the weight of the bricks and mortar at my back that hold me upright, the smoothness of the plaster that makes up the sky all around me an...

I live a two-dimensional life, and yet I have mass. I can feel the weight of the bricks and mortar at my back that hold me upright, the smoothness of the plaster that makes up the sky all around me an...

Could from this usefull work his cares release. 🪦 The wind is a wild wolf but be still my lovely. 🪦 Who enjoyed the grass no differently. 🪦 Feeling has departed 🪦 Beautiful, ye

Shortlist – 2026 Gooseberry Pie Annual Writing Competition by Kip Knott I knew the day was off to a bad start when my reflection refused to leave the hall tree mirror on my way out the door to work. I...