Fee Fie Flash Fic[link] is what's happening and ~Flash-Fic-Month is where it's happening.
I'll be doing something like what I did with NaPoWriMo up in here so woo to that.
Flash fiction is quick and fun, give it a shot ya punks.
~edzull
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Room - FFM 12I could open the blinds and look out one of the windows on my western wall, but I’m afraid to. I call this wall the desert and I have taken everything off of it and distributed them equally between my other three walls. I don’t lean against the desert much, and when I do it’s because I’m distracted, or because I’m in the north-western corner which I call the beach. The northern wall is the ocean, you see.Room - FFM 12
People bring me food through the door on the eastern wall, the forest. Most of my clothing is piled against the forest; it’s where I like to sleep.
I thought I would go fishing today, b
by ~edzull
The Flight o t Mosquito FFM 11I dream of being born of an egg so giant, I can suck the magma out from the Earth’s hard skin. I must crouch to breathe and can fly from planet to planet. I am so mighty in this dream, so free. I wake up still perched atop the highest tree. Below me I hear my brothers and sisters buzzing ignorantly. Ever since I was a pupa, they’ve called me a dreamer. “Eat, mate, repeat.” They’d say “Suck some blood if you’re a lady.” I have within me enough blood to create a family, but this blood is for me and me alone. I look up at the night sky and I see her, I see where I belong, not among the raThe Flight o t Mosquito FFM 11
by ~edzull
Walking Down the Rope LineI’m a frayed knot Look at me! All coiled In a pile on the floor. God damn I am a dance! Where I live, Inside the impossible Second dimension, where I live! Where things can be perfectWalking Down the Rope Line
And reproduced perfectly. A crazed string put In a 3-D tie. Oh god, I will outlive this place. I will watch with reality As it tangles itself to death.
I unravel myself and Standing up on all of my feet, Let something like gravity Wrap up around my leg.
There comes a point Where you should feel a tug
Too.
by ~edzull
Waking Up God FFM 10“Every little bit.” He breathes, “Every little bit. We’re almost to the top.” My legs are beyond aching, numb with the boredom of pain. “And when we reach this peak?” Even my frustration is dulled from overuse. He turns to look at me. “When we reach the peak, we will see if we have climbed the right mountain!” I drop my supplies. “I can’t!” I yell “this can’t be my destiny!” He smiles. “It is your destiny, someday you will understand. I promise you.” He sets his sack down next to mine and sits, extending an inviting hand to the gWaking Up God FFM 10
by ~edzull
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Children I hate children. I always have. When I was a child, I hated other children and I'd pinch any one of them I'd get my hands on. I pinched hard, too.Children
Lela is a child, though she's 52. She's a child in mind and in movement. You know how children move. Obliviously. That's why you always end up having to snatch them out of the way of cars and other means of death. Childhood is temporary stupidity. Fortunately, stupidity can be unlearned.
Unlike a child, Lela is done learning. She knows everything. And who is Lela to me? My sister. My
by =Spiff-Johnson
you come back like kudzu creepyou come back like kudzu, creepyou come back like kudzu creep
through every jamb and crack--
though I had torn you off the fence and all four bed-posts
some rootlet missed has wilded
green, and now my hands
are on fire with the act, my spine
a crescent slung above feet
dull as old ploughs-- the house
is thick with your rhizome tread
this time, I think it simpler to lie down here, in the long hall
and let you grow over me
by =salshep
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"I have this need to (pro)create with no strings attached, like a real boy!" Pinocchio said.
ME AN YOU
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"My little old man and I fell out;
I'll tell you what 'twas all about,--
I had money and he had none,
And that's the way the noise begun."
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The next best thing to a time machine...
I'm the Toadstool hat
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"My little old man and I fell out;
I'll tell you what 'twas all about,--
I had money and he had none,
And that's the way the noise begun."
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The next best thing to a time machine...
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Dreams can't come true if you sleep all the time...
"Oh, sorry Jesus. We're here to talk about your dad."
"Oh, great Haley! Give Jesus a complex, why-don't ya?!"
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"I can hear them..."
"Hear what?"
"The birds...they've started singing again."
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