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| The Moss Gatherers
| | Praedy Mantooth turned twelve the year the moss went wild. A wet, dark winter preceded a wetter... | | Flash Fiction | | Genre: | flash | | Updated: | 28-09-08 |
| Words: | 933 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Reader |
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| The Dogs of Ashkelon
| | The desert stretches from the bluff, the sand the color of a pariah dog, the wind hot as a breath of flame. Under skies so big they wrap the world, under a crusader's encampment, under a Mullah's... | | Words: | 645 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Your Face on MySpace
| | We broke up over twenty-five years ago and last I heard from you, the plastic surgeon had pinned... | | Flash Fiction | | Genre: | LBGT | | Updated: | 20-09-08 |
| Words: | 549 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Queerer Than Me
| | This story has been accepted by Thieves Jargon and will run in a future issue.... | | Flash Fiction | | Genre: | GLBT | | Updated: | 20-09-08 |
| Words: | 604 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Upon Abject Failure of Roadkill Rescue
| | I yanked my shorts down from my ass, looking first to make sure no one was watching. The causeway stretched another mile to the bridge shimmering ahead. The marsh smelled of decay, a good smell, all... | | Flash Fiction | | Genre: | Southern | | Updated: | 05-09-08 |
| Words: | 424 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Chestnut and Mountain Magnolia, a Fable
| | After the blazing leaves fell to the forest floor and toads burrowed deep in cold mud and birds fell... | | Flash Fiction | | Genre: | flash | | Updated: | 04-09-08 |
| Words: | 833 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Your Eyes, My Tongue
| | Jace remembers his father taking him by Sam's Bait and Tackle to get redworms. The blue plastic... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 05-08-08 |
| Words: | 802 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Where Saturniides Fall into the Stars
| | The moth collection decorated every surface and was added to each year. The porch light glowed into... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 30-07-08 |
| Words: | 469 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Mr. Black Takes a Sunbath
| | Judy's got her arms outstretched atop Wonder the Rocking Spring Horse saying "Look at me, look at... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 28-07-08 |
| Words: | 732 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Sister Hayes Takes up a Serpent
| | Sister Hayes, she lifts her eyes to the Lord so hard they roll back in her head. She sings a sacred... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 26-07-08 |
| Words: | 250 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Collectors
| | After all, it wasn't as though anyone had been in these houses in recent memory. It wasn't like... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 24-07-08 |
| Words: | 604 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Mrs. Betty Cherry
| | Mrs. Betty Cherry's hair is always in a bun but if she takes it down, the iron rope tickles her... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 23-07-08 |
| Words: | 231 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Reader |
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| The Puppet Show
| | The upstairs room of Claude's carriage house is off-limits to most guests. Those so honored tramp up... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 21-07-08 |
| Words: | 687 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Where Children Are Allowed
| | I massage his temples, the only spot of him still with skin not covered in blisters. He reclines on... | | Flash Fiction | | Genre: | Southern | | Updated: | 18-07-08 |
| Words: | 889 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Reader |
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| A Prayer to the Gods of Fishing Dogs
| | My brother stood on the platform of the flats boat and became poetry. His companion, the Labrador with the box head and chocolate drop eyes followed every move of the fly. Each time the fly presented,... | | Flash Fiction | | Genre: | Sports | | Updated: | 26-06-08 |
| Words: | 85 | | Comments: | 6 | | Status: | Public |
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| They Made Us Walk to Eat
| | They made us walk to eat, and that wasn’t the worst of it. The dining hall was half a mile away... | | Words: | 440 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Memento Mori
| | Winter ain't good for nothing but weeding out the sick and the poor, or leastways that's what Daddy always said. ## You may read the rest of this story in Smokelong Quarterly's 5th Anniversary issue:... | | Flash Fiction | | Genre: | Southern | | Updated: | 16-06-08 |
| Words: | 72 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Public |
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| An Offering to the Sky
| | Billy’s family owned the canning plant--closest thing to royalty in Breedlove County. My daddy... | | Flash Fiction | | Genre: | Southern | | Updated: | 11-06-08 |
| Words: | 763 | | Comments: | 6 | | Status: | Reader |
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| The Chihuahua Cure
| | The Chihuahua was already old when her daughters gave it to her. Pearl knew why they got it. The Chihuahua Cure was a heap of nonsense as far as she was concerned. It came from the animal shelter,... | | Flash Fiction | | Genre: | Southern | | Updated: | 10-06-08 |
| Words: | 130 | | Comments: | 6 | | Status: | Public |
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| Lilly of the Holler(rewrite)
| | They said a red-tail hawk had marked her. The claw-shaped birthmark on her neck, under her earlobe, flushed when she got mad. Truth be told, redheaded Lilly was a live wire. The mark showed red more... | | Words: | 136 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| The Wrath of God
| | Mary Margaret's grandmother, Moselle, stood in the middle of Chucky Cheese's, apropos of nothing, and said, "I'm so excited about the second coming, I can hardly stand it!" Moselle's hand flew into... | | Flash Fiction | | Genre: | Southern | | Updated: | 10-06-08 |
| Words: | 94 | | Comments: | 11 | | Status: | Public |
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| Sinners
| | They crept up on dirty, bare feet; cutting glances in her direction; shy, they were, like small, feral creatures in the snow. Sometimes they brought gifts--bull frog tadpoles in jars, deer skulls and... | | Flash Fiction | | Genre: | Southern | | Updated: | 10-06-08 |
| Words: | 108 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Frog Giggers
| | "Shut up."... | | Flash Fiction | | Genre: | Southern | | Updated: | 10-06-08 |
| Words: | 106 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Public |
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| The Hostage of Uncle Esad
| | She stared from her place of honor high on the wall with her hollow eyes and half-opened mouth. Her... | | Words: | 563 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Sugar Baby - Draft, the first
| | Irene stood in the flour and sugar aisle of the Food City when her water broke. She was peeved about... | | Words: | 3139 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Reader |
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