Flash Fiction: Sea Dance

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...

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...

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...

Jimothy, the Seattle trash cat with short spine syndrome, has taken the internet by storm. We obviously love how adorable he is with his squished-up body and cheeky scamper, but also how incredibly…

Jimothy, the Seattle trash cat with short spine syndrome, has taken the internet by storm. We obviously love how adorable he is with his squished-up body and cheeky scamper, but also how incredibly…

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For my fortieth birthday my mother buys me a stuffed penguin that weighs as much as a toddler. She saw an advert in her Facebook feed, she says, and right away thought of me.   “When you live alone, y...

What if the supermarket delivery came on a blue Monday instead of a green Tuesday by a slip of my finger on a keyboard, and I saw your red car parked further along the street from our own parking spac...

Competition Thirty-Four Longlist   Big Bobby by Lena Ramberg-RisvoldCrusader Knights of Carshalton by Chris CottomFace-Off by Caroline DrewHe Ain't Heavy, He's My Emotional Support Penguin by Alison W...

I’ve been watching the walls dissolve for three weeks now. Not dramatically – they simply become less certain of themselves each morning. My neighbour insists it’s just condensation, but I’ve seen the...

by Emma Phillips We’re astronauts, floating. I’m the stronger swimmer.  Hey,  you say,  it’s as if we could reach out and pocket the Earth. Like a marble, like God.  I grin at the contrast...

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