Flash Fiction

The End: Metaphor or Simile?

Metaphor? Simile? Musing as she stared. The future is a swirling suck hole. The future is like a swirling suck hole. Same diff. Either way we’re doomed. Metaphorically tipping her hat to end-times, she cranked Bikini Kill. Drowning out the lie. “Fear not we come in peace.” I clearly am reveling in the dark this… Continue reading The End: Metaphor or Simile?

Flash Fiction

Empty Cages

No one saw them come. They just appeared overnight. Cages. Thousands of them, millions probably. Everywhere. We stared. Pointed. Hypothesized. Made bets on what had been inside, where they had run off to. Nobody guessed the cages weren’t really empty. Until it was too late.   This 276 character Twittering Tale was written for Kat Myrman’s… Continue reading Empty Cages

Flash Fiction

The 6120 to Chicago

Calling an Uber, Brad was pissed. Who does she think she is? Witch! He was built for another time. Taking the 6120 to Chicago. Traveling in style. Drink in hand. No complaints about his butt. Dames knew their place. A muddy splash broke his reverie. Above it all. She smiled. 276 characters inspired by the… Continue reading The 6120 to Chicago

Flash Fiction

The Annual Route 66 Scavenger Hunt Caper

Six years. No wins. But now it was Frank’s turn. Ten days building alliances. Then a little misdirection. That’s all. It wasn’t cheating. It wasn’t! Real Road fans didn’t need directions to Sprague’s Super Service. He’d be wearing that Route 66 Scavenger Hunt Crown by day’s end! 279 characters Written for Twittering Tales and dedicated to Ryburn's Place… Continue reading The Annual Route 66 Scavenger Hunt Caper