Category Archives: Flash Fiction

Portland in the Alberta District

Only in Portland can the words real estate and karma be conjoined in a single sentence. I listened to two guys who embraced their coffee mugs as they talked about downsizing and how the “laws of economics” have done them … Continue reading

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Online Dating Contest

Annabelle was my best girlfriend and by that, I mean the one who’s seen me through a divorce, at least two abortions that I’m willing to admit, and the birth of one of my children with shit coming out of … Continue reading

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The Divorce Papers

They’d been married for more than 20 years but hadn’t lived together for most of that time, she firmly fastened like a paper clip to one side of the country, and he to the other, collecting frequent flyer miles in … Continue reading

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Hit the Road, Jack

A family of quail scurry out from stage left and stage right and plow into each other. All of them look like drama queens. I tell her, “Watch out. You don’t want to be downwind from a port-a-potty.” She waves me … Continue reading

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even the crazy ones sleep

She stood in the aisle dancing, her hands undulated in rivulets. Earbuds in, pencil thin jeans. Later when a bunch of people exited she sat down next to me and admired my rings. Said she always had trouble getting rings. … Continue reading

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No Orange for Julius

I always told him no one would ride in a black bus. Wouldn’t listen. Threw away his money to redo the fleet. Told him the bus came off like a hearse or some prison transport. Julius blamed the sun. Said … Continue reading

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Ballad of the Homeless Woman

She lived behind the cyclone fence a few blocks from the freeway going down to Silicon Valley, hers an intertidal zone with big box stores like Home Depot and a 24-Hour Fitness where cars skidded past platoons of day-workers in … Continue reading

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UltraMicrotome Chekhov

I was arguing in the car with my husband about his best friend. His wife had cried to me over the phone. “Can you believe it? He said that making love to me is like caviar, but sometimes he wants … Continue reading

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Transcendentalists

Being that it was sandal weather and time for her feet to reveal themselves to prospective dating partners, Bernice wondered what color to paint her toenails. There were so many choices: reds and pinks were her favorites. Forget those navy … Continue reading

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Eddie Palmieri in the Bronx

First-timers expect to see Arthur Murray standing in a striped bow-tie, but all they see is me in my 501s and a black turtleneck, and a lot shorter than Mr. Murray, which is why I started to teach dance in … Continue reading

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