Tag Archives: Flash Fiction

straight-line gash

Posted on August 19, 2021 by istsfor manity

The Walkman Chronicle My father disappeared into the basement in search of the wine. Lois and I stood in the vestibule staring at each other. Silence. “Oh, darling, come here. I got some schmutz on your face,” Lois said. She … Continue reading →

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boxful-o-reverie

Posted on August 11, 2021 by istsfor manity

Muted Video Feed Fugue No need to look at me while I write, she thinks—and what’s this mass of entropy floating next to me? It seems most people go off-camera for the writing bits, then so shall I, she said … Continue reading →

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you there, psychonaut

Posted on August 9, 2021 by istsfor manity

1.5 Degrees Celsius “Maria, chica, it’s not about the damned orange juice, it’s the principle of the thing,” Garcilazo says. “Maria, hey! Earth to Maria. Are you there, psychonaut? What are you doing?” Maria is rapt staring out the balcony … Continue reading →

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your last day

Posted on August 7, 2021 by istsfor manity

Not Praiseworthy Predation “That Victorian cow is making my life miserable.” “Well you’re a Postmodern pig, so I guess that evens it all out doesn’t it?” “Why are you taking her side in this?” “Im not. You need to be … Continue reading →

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oh stop me

Posted on August 5, 2021 by istsfor manity

Bad Case of Mondegreen Chut, man, he’s got thee upturned syllogism logic. He’s also got a bad case of the Higgs-Boson blues. He’s got the anthropocene cold shoulder, and a slight case of thee reliquary saint’s joints and bone shards … Continue reading →

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sea urchin prickly

Posted on July 29, 2021 by istsfor manity

mary’s lament 07/29/1990 he said i must discipline my temperament—crush my egoism. it’s like my medulla oblongata was on sale for $1.25 at zayre’s—compare… you can’t do better than zayre—trust was power, father on the prowl—and as neptuna’s only daughter … Continue reading →

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a thunderous welcome

Posted on July 28, 2021 by istsfor manity

Dream 1,823 (redux) He woke up with the Spinners’ “I’ll Be Around” ear-wigging his head. He had this dream 1,822 times since seeing the performance one Saturday morning in 1973. The gold and ruddy light of it. The smoking jackets … Continue reading →

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it’s awful offal

Posted on July 21, 2021 by istsfor manity

Mary’s Baroque Personage Minimalist clap trap insouciance get away from my baroque personage. Someone once said they were transpecies extraordinaire, and someone cut in and quailed: surrender your gender; then an acerbic other cut in sniping: exploiters, exploiters, exploiters while … Continue reading →

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i am dislocation incarnate

Posted on July 15, 2021 by istsfor manity

The Crabwise Couscous Crumbcake Mary Arroyo wrote in her journal: 07/15/2021 Numen: a spiritual force or influence often identified with a natural object, phenomenon, or place The older I grow the less life makes sense to me. Every directive, every … Continue reading →

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their wingless diaspora (redux)

Posted on July 9, 2021 by istsfor manity

You Can’t Fool the Fleas of the Revolution by Dr. Clodomira Garcia-Borges Cienfuegos, PhD “The absentminded conservator left the bestiary door open on his desk … the cavorting beasties escape one by one.” – J. Ignatius, “The Revolt of the … Continue reading →