Archive for 55 fiction
Birdside View – #FlashFiction
Posted in Flash Fiction with tags #FlashFiction, 55 fiction, Birdside View, Blog, dustus, flash fiction, Flash Friday, GMan, microfiction on May 12, 2011 by dustus
“Umm… that’s extremely juvenile.”
“Yep,” he belches. “But it’s good you’re finally laughing, Bro.”
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Batterson – #FridayFlash fiction
Posted in Flash Fiction with tags 55 fiction, Blog, dustus, flash fiction, flash55, GMan, microfiction, writing on April 28, 2011 by dustusFormer Drill Sargent Haines boots him out for dropping F-bombs…. Freshman returns following morning. Haines halts him at the threshold.
“Change your attitude?”
“Fuck off!” Kid pulls a blade.
Haines decks him and the knife disappears.
Haines’s cuffed; marched outside….
Cop asks, “Where’s your car?”
“Over there.”
“Get in and don’t come back to Batterson.”
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Care to hear me read these 55 words?
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If you or anyone you know has written a Friday Flash 55 Fiction piece (in 55 words), then please come tell G-Man.
Call Her Nike – #FridayFlash
Posted in Flash Fiction with tags 55 fiction, Blog, call her nike, child of divorce, dustus, flash fiction, Flash Friday, flash55, GMan, microfiction on April 14, 2011 by dustus
7 1/2-year-old soccer uniformed Titan. She thumb-twiddles texting opposite Dad’s dividing laptop. His scream on call, “I lost $400,000 in equity!”
“Dad, my game…”
Ignoring daughter, insults ensue; breakfasters cringe…
“Stop whining…” He orders daughter, “Take my tray!”
“But, Daaaad… I don’t know where it goes.”
“Quit being a goddamn baby, and just do it!”
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Care for a Flash Fiction Reading?
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If you or anyone you know has written a Friday Flash 55 Fiction piece (in 55 words), then please come tell G-Man.
Concentrated Backwash – #FridayFlash
Posted in Flash Fiction with tags 55 fiction, Blog, concentrated backwash, culture, dustus, flash 55, flash fiction, flash55, GMan, microfiction on April 7, 2011 by dustus
Beside myself, this hack saw the arcade; skeeballing hours roll, earning red cross lifeguard wife beater. Ahhh, oceanside—Na+, spawn,crustaceans crawling… High-strung tentacle.
Hear sonorous billows drift. Bobbing weight lunatic. Mistaken tampon for sea life. There! Culture germinates flotsam in shallow glass bottom petri. Seething, concentrated backwash—sorry, couldn’t help thinking of Snooki.
Bovine-eyed and cringing by decibels, her daughter glances across the café at the exit sign. Mom’s diatribe goes south.
