Flash Fiction
Have a Heart
Finding a parking space this time of year had been a miracle. Could there be another?
Flash Fiction
Finding a parking space this time of year had been a miracle. Could there be another?
“We didn’t build a million bloody robots to sit around and take tea! They’re supposed to be stopping bad things from happening.”
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The man yells, “Give me a reason not to!” and Miss Simmons starts to cry and says, “I can’t.”
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She reaches under the desk, lifts a bottle with something small and dark inside. It moves.
There are no more fulfilled wishes in my ruined town
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General Sam Chen-Anhaeuser’s clenched fists were white at the knuckles.
Flash Fiction
“It’s not about right or wrong! It’s not about what’s allowed.”
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Even in the middle of the greatest danger, sie could not let an innocent being die.
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“They refuse to hear us,” Saufin told him. “So we’ll make them.”
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Asphalt beneath his shoes, slick as blood, black as coal.
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“If I live,” he whispered, “darkness will swallow the world.”
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They say computers can’t become real, that Turing was wrong.