Tag: flash fiction
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Open Call for Submissions!
F lora Fiction is looking for artists, writers, poets, photographers, illustrators, and others to be featured for Volume 4 Issue 2, Spring Issue set to release on June 21st 2023. We’re inspired by you and would love to see what you have to offer. Please check out our previous issues for reference of work we’ve published. If your…
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These are the Days/Beach Baby by Timothy Parrish
“These are the Days” by Timothy Parrish recounts romance from a unique perspective. He is a writer and critic living somewhere in California.
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Dishes by John Brady
One thing can lead to another, just like how one dish piles on top. “Dishes” By John Brady illustrates another side of marriage.
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Snow Angels by Lucie Han
Falling snow. Steady and soundless, like a clock ticking from within a void. Like running your fingers along the keys of a piano, but never pressing down. Camille likes to do that when his heart feels too hollow for music. He touches the smooth white silence. Camille is standing at the edge of an…
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A Different Kind of Game By Loren Meza
Right now I’m sitting alone in my favorite bistro. A cocktail or two, some delicious comfort food, and possibilities, all lie in waiting. Nights like this call for red lipstick. Nights where, no one you already know can make up for the crappy day you’ve had. The ones where existential crises dictate the order of…
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A Short, Unreceived, Love Letter
My mother always knows when I’m in love. Whenever she sees that I’m slowly drowning in the waves of infatuation, she stops talking, letting me decide whether I want to sink or swim. This time, I choose to sink because you’re too beautiful, I must get lost. Others can tell that there’s something—someone—I’m dreaming of,…
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A virtual Version
Mind controlled husks of humans surround me. Consumed with the imaginary world, reality exists differently for each individual. People communicate through intangible means. Everyone is stuck in their own mind; they don’t notice those around them. Even now, when I cry, no one sees my tears because they’re not looking. Neither am I. I’m led…