I’ve heard it all. Calls to 9-1-1 and relatives. Chats that went for hours around whether coffee is better than tea, chocolate than blancmange. I used to be so proud. I relayed reservations for rental kilts and appointments for the…
Tag: flash fiction
Short-short: Cleaving
I was born in a slaughterhouse. I cannot think these things. Before I was hacked away, I was unaware, part of a collective called a cow. I don’t remember much of it, or know if I can say I ever…
Flash Fiction: One R
Regal, region, arid, rest. I’ve been part of them all. Lover, but never loved. Adored, but never wanted. Garbage, trash, rubbish. I’ve never been included in the last, but I could be. I’ve been left alone on a wooden a…
Why I Write Flash Fiction
What draws me to flash fiction is the way its brevity foregrounds two things: concept and style. Longer fiction can have these elements too; works like Finnegans Wake may even be dominated by one of them. Such an emphasis, however,…
Call for Creative Works & Goods
For the month of July, Truck seeks poetry and other creative goods related to mermaids, sirens, selkies and the like. Special consideration will be given to goods that cannot be carried by print journals. Please send submissions to the July…
Fiction: A Bad Haircut
My work of flash fiction, A Bad Haircut, is now online in the Spring 2011 edition of blip. The piece is a bit outside my usual style (though not entirely a departure from my usual subjects).