The emptiness was the strangest thing. Turning each corner on the muddy path, there was only absence. Absence of the …
Corona Rant. Flash fiction by Mary Napier
Bill was clipping the hedge when Joe was bringing in his bins. “Lovely day, Bill.” “It is to be sure.” …
Un titled. Flash fiction from Chloe Tomlinson
She had felt it coming like a dog, that much was clear. A few days ago she had written the …
This is All Gonna End Badly. Flash fiction from Aisling Walsh
The end of the world was far less interesting than anyone had ever led me to believe. Watching it all …
Combination Therapy For Relaxation. Flash fiction from Bruach Mhor
Josie and I are walking in the quarry, maintaining a two metre distance. She’s converted her yoga class, which usually …