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Friday Flash: The Word Eater
The word ‘normal’ tastes like soured milk. My best friend, Anna, is coconut flavored. The machine they called a ‘SonicSite 4000′, which will prune my crossed neurons with pulses of sound, tastes like...
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Friday flash: Messenger of Death
Eric fumbled with the buttons on the arm rest of the stolen Nissan. A blast of humid night air hit him. It smelled like charred beef. “Snow Bunny, can you hear me?” Adrenaline shot his voice up a few...
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Friday Flash: Root Baby
She was dangling at the end of carrot leaves clutched in Jane’s fist, a tiny dirt baby. On her knees in the garden, Jane stared at the doll-like face covered in dark soil; halfway expecting it to...
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Friday Flash: Love is Contagious
Alice Windsor noticed her hands shaking as she held them under the automatic sanitizer at the hostess station. “Ready, Ma’am?” “I suppose so.” She glanced around the candle lit dining room. “You’ve...
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Friday Flash: The Pigs
Michael’s assignment of monitoring and cleaning up after twelve pigs seemed easy enough. At the end of the sixteen week program, he would receive board eligibility for the American College of...
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