Flash Fiction Challenge 100 – Day 47 “Excuse me, but do you have these in a larger size?” I don’t know why I’m asking; I already know they don’t. And I knew this day was coming. The salesperson takes the box of shoe lifts from me. She studies the back of the box; she’s just… Continue reading Shrinking
Category: weird fiction
Fractured
Flash Fiction Challenge 100 – Day 46 The stuffed manila envelope sits inconspicuously between the potted plant and the wall. I almost didn’t see it, but I dropped my apartment keys before I unlock my door. When I bent down, I saw the package. Something is off about the package, and I’m hesitant to touch… Continue reading Fractured
The East Field
Flash Fiction Challenge 100 – Day 41 The last day of summer vacation is hot. The sticky hot that makes your clothes cling close to your body, adhering to your skin with a thin film of sweat that seems to never dry up. You can hop out of a cold shower, and five minutes later,… Continue reading The East Field
Brittany
Flash Fiction Challenge 100 – Day 34 My alarm goes off, but it’s different this morning. It’s not coming from my trusted android; it’s coming from an alarmingly bedazzled iPhone X with a Hello Kitty phone cover. Oh no, it’s happened again. I throw back the quilt, get to my feet. My body feels lighter,… Continue reading Brittany
Doppelgänger
Flash Fiction Challenge 100 – Day 33 The driver behind me tries to make it seem they aren’t following me, but they fail in achieving that goal. For an instant, I had thought to turn left. I was in the turn lane, but then I remembered the veterinarian’s office would already be closed for the… Continue reading Doppelgänger
No Reflection
Flash Fiction Challenge 100 – Day 32 I get up at my usual time, stumble to the bathroom, relieve my bladder, and flush. All my actions are on auto-pilot. I reach the vanity to wash my hands, but something is wrong. But it’s an illusion so perfect I don’t notice it at first. When I… Continue reading No Reflection
Esmeralda
FLASH Fiction Challenge 100 – Day 29 “You can have your money back; just please go,” the psychic says to me. Madame Esmeralda is more window dressing than even cynical ole me was expecting. Still, I wanted answers, so I was ready to try anything when I arrived here at their modest-sized storefront in North… Continue reading Esmeralda
Mr. Morelli’s Upstairs Neighbors
“You would think someone had died!” Mr. Morelli huffs in frustration. His upstairs neighbors are at it again today! Every day it was the same; yelling, crying, and moaning. Get a grip! Some of us are trying to enjoy our retirement down here! He pounds on his low ceiling. The pounds never seem to do… Continue reading Mr. Morelli’s Upstairs Neighbors
The Second Door
Occasionally the god idly thinks that it might be next. Though what the god meant by next, they could not say. Exhaling, the god sinks into the pose; the god’s body is a cacophony of pain; a quilt work of suffering, angst, and despair. People think being a god is easy, that you are omnipotent,… Continue reading The Second Door
Prometheus 21 (a dream)
Early in the Prometheus 21’s mission, before his ‘accident,’ Jones had made a fuss, asking questions about exposure levels and radiation poisoning. Then Jones lost his right arm on one of the larger exterior service armatures and bleed to death in space. After that no one asked any more questions about radiation levels. We aren’t… Continue reading Prometheus 21 (a dream)
By the Red Chair
“The fabric on that chair is red and blotchy,” I say. She ignores me of course. She’s ignored me since I first kneeled down here at her feet I don’t know how long ago. It’s been a while I’m certain of that much. It feels like hours, maybe longer. The whole time she’s has cried.… Continue reading By the Red Chair
A Cup of Joe
“I’m telling you, you’re seeing things! There’s nothing there! Just let it go already,” Terry says to me as she turns her attention back to her phone. “But I saw something, I know I did!” I say as I slowly pour the milk from my new coffee mug back into a tumbler. “Watch please.” I… Continue reading A Cup of Joe
Stories by Shawn 