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The Syntax of Silk

By Lindsey Godfrey Eccles

In the small hours of the morning, I forage, taking care to nibble leaves both fibrous and tender, for the…

Flesh Wounds

By Tanya Nikiforova

“He’s bleeding out!” These words stampede through the air, disembodied from their owner. “Somebody help him!” I stand on the…

We Went to the Museum

By Chris Negron

We went to the museum, but we didn’t see anything good. We sat on a long bench under the great…

Self-Preservation

By Danielle Mund

In the first month of the year after the holiday season she felt out of sorts (the season she got…

When the Giant Breathed

By Zach Moser

In 2023, the island known in County Kerry as the Sleeping Giant, named for its resemblance to a man lying…

The Children

By Sara McKinney

When the Children came back, they came back different. Dante had an arm that wasn’t his attached at the shoulder.…

Thirteen

By Betty Martin

The giant orb in the night sky makes our friend’s house look like a doll’s house. One of us mentions…

Hug Me

By Mimi Manyin

My son…he’s a good boy. I hug him as often as I can. Casey is almost five now, but he’s…

The Freedom to be Who I Am: An Interview with Constance Malloy

By Diane Gottlieb
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I’ve been a fan of Constance Malloy’s for quite some time now. I always look forward to her posts on…

Fractured Lit Chapbook Prize Judged W. Todd Kaneko Longlist

By Fractured Lit

This has definitely been one of our hardest contests to decide on a longlist. We had the privilege of reading…

Safe Passage

By Elia Karra

When the first of the last coughs come, I take my father to the sea. I know he likes it…

Those Who Seek

By Lori Isbell

We were sitting in the stadium waiting for the Face. It came at 6:45, right-center field, or that’s what I’d…

Diorama of Star-Crossed Lovers Driving at Night

By Jim Humes

Look at their body language: Henry grips the wheel with his left hand while the other chops at the air.…

This Time of Death

By Wendy Holmes

I was in her backyard, the tiny fenced-in yard behind an extravagant Brooklyn brownstone. I had the baby, Violet, in…

The Last Laugh

By M. Lea Gray

The lingering perfume of a million flowers is so thick in the funeral home showroom that invisible rose petals plaster…

True Story

By L Mari Harris

I watch her pocket two Snickers bars while I’m ringing up the guy who always buys a can of Skoal…

Newfoundland

By Phillip Grady

We put our seed in the ground and buried a body, but the land gave us nothing in return for…

Act As If

By Miriam Gershow

In the bottom of Zadie’s purse, as she sits in a lightly upholstered chair at the DMV to get her…

Could Die for Just a Wee Lie-Down

By Elissa Field

Beatriz had been insisting since waking that we go to the house at the top of our road, on the…

The Eulogy Competition

By Lisa Ferranti

My father tells all three of us to write a eulogy and he’ll decide who gets to deliver theirs at…

Departures

By Sandra Arnold

A plane ploughs through the clouds as she scrubs and cleans the plugholes in the washbasins and the kitchen sink…

Protocol for What to Do after Hearing Another Rape Story in Exam Room Five

By Margaret Adams

To The Tower

By Skyler Melnick

There are six of them. No, seven. They cycle out of the tower and into the night, following their headmistress.…

The Pebble and the Witch

By Emma Li

Transformation magic is easy. Gold into straw, carriages into pumpkins: the witch had done it a thousand times before. The…

The Desert Sound

By Mikhaela Woodward

When I meet her, I say all the wrong things first. Wind the beautiful. Hair is yours. Meet me nice.…

Our Lady of Clean Kitchens

By Joseph Hernandez

On the morning of her last day alive, Tía Reina awoke with a halo of bright pink aligning her forehead.…

Yellow Straw, Red Straw

By Kathryn Aldridge-Morris

At some point, we’ll forget the rabbit’s name, how it came to die, the rush we were in to bury…

Fractured Lit Work/Play Challenge Winner and Shortlisted Writers

By Fractured Lit

The winner is The Breakfast Shift at the Usual New York Diner by Debra A. Daniel! Thank you, and congratulations…

What I’m Saying Is

By Jeffrey Hermann

There’s a beautiful beach. You get there by walking through a shady path, and then you’re on the soft sand.…

The Guy in the Redwood Water Tank

By Melissa Llanes Brownlee

I once fucked a guy in a redwood water tank. The kind that once held water caught from rain, maybe…

Fractured Lit Anthology Volume 4 Winners

By Fractured Lit

We’re so excited to announce our Anthology 4 winners! Judge Morgan Talty chose 20 stories to be published both online…

The Astronaut Shops

By Dustin M. Hoffman

The astronaut pushes a wire cart through the supermarket. Their body is obscured beneath the thick, radiation-proof fabric. Their face…

Chaos

By Patricia Q. Bidar

1. The fourth-grade mothers learn that one of the fourth-grade girls, Jade, is missing. Their sons and daughters announce this…

Fractured Lit Work/Play Challenge Shortlist

By Fractured Lit

We have narrowed down the total submissions for this challenge to 12 stories for the shortlist. We’re making final decisions…

2024 Fractured Lit Ghost, Fable, and Fairy Tales Prize Winners and Finalists

By Fractured Lit

We’re so thankful to partner with Judge Aimee Bender on this prize. She was so impressed with the shortlisted stories…

The Tide House

By Travis Flatt

My daughter’s walking me through her sandcastle. She brings me in through the garage weight room, which opens up into…

Portrait, Sleep

By Tara Isabel Zambrano

After she gave birth, she could hardly sleep because she was either leaking milk or blood, or both at the…

What Might Turn

By Lydia Gwyn

My face turns into my aunt’s face as I age. Now we know what she would have looked like at…

The Call

By Suchi Rudra

Clouds like spores riding the gusts of wind, still raining, no beach today. We’re lying on the couch together, heads…

Medusa

By Caroline Beuley

When I grew breasts, I stopped taking the bus to school. Instead I walked along the edge of the wetlands…

Joan of Arc is Channeling God and Teaching you to make S’mores

By Christy Tending

Let’s say they believed her. Let’s say she was born into a different age. That she wasn’t the one who…

The Unction

By Z. K. Abraham

We carry out the unction for our aging father on the dining room table, anointing him with a variety of…

Nightjar

By Christina D’Antoni

I ran over a nightjar with my car. It wasn’t my fault—it sat there roosting in the right lane of…

2024 Fractured Lit Ghost, Fable, and Fairy Tales Prize Shortlist

By Fractured Lit

Twenty-five fresh and original takes on this contest’s themes are headed to our guest, Judge Aimee Bender! We can’t wait…

The Blob Takes Manhattan

By Chelsea Stickle

Now that the Arctic isn’t cold anymore, The Blob is awake and tearing through malls like a post-breakup trust fund…

Seed Money

By Sara Hills

For only seventy-seven dollars, the TV preacher promises God will grant me a miracle. He clasps his hands in prayer,…

It’s Not A Lark: An Interview with Michael Czyzniejewski

By Lori D’Angelo
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Michael Czyzniejewski, who is the interviews editor at the flash fiction magazine Smokelong Quarterly, has written four collections of short…

Hunger

By Gillian OShaughnessy

I bury my dead in this garden. Over there, under the cabbage roses. They haunt me through the day. At…

2024 Fractured Lit Ghost, Fable, and Fairy Tales Prize Longlist

By Fractured Lit

We asked for new ways to tell these kinds of stories, and these 52 writers did not disappoint! We’re working…

Gelato

By Richie Zaborowske

For two years now, Leonard’s wife hasn’t wanted to have sex with him. He figures it might have to do…

You Are What You Eat

By Barbara Diggs

so I know you are eggs. Sunny side up, salmonella-scrambled, salsa-slathered, over-hard yellow-white discs fried in bacon grease until the…

Candles

By Kelly Ann Jacobson

The third store we visit has been raided. The shelves are like rows of gapped teeth—missing flashlights, missing batteries, missing…

Softening

By Ruth Joffre

I used to tell people that my first kiss was on a December night, under a pine tree, when a…

Girl Woman | Woodsman Wolf

By Joshua Jones Lofflin

Here is what you’ll bring to grandmother’s house:

Beach Tree

By Amy DeBellis

I know something is wrong when the spot in the corner of my right eye won’t go away. I was…

Sideways

By Cassandra Parkin

“Sit sideways,” the photographer says, “or you won’t fit.” Obediently, they turn, bare flesh sliding smoothly against the porcelain, and…

Canarsie Zuhitsu

By Geri Modell

Last stop on the LL line. Subway platform outdoors, a track on each side. A green-lit bulb above each track.…

Every Thought and Prayer

By Stephen Haines

Every thought and prayer was answered. Everything reversed. The news crews packed their vans with cameras and microphones, and the…

The Flies

By Rachele Salvini

As she kills the flies, Gloria asks for mercy, then sprays an insecticide that sticks to the walls for weeks.…

Splinter

By Didi Wood

We’re not allowed to leave the yard, even when the other kids are playing in the wooded triangle everyone calls…

The Story You’ll Never Tell

By Kathryn Aldridge-Morris

That story you’ll never tell is the house on the street in every Seventies horror movie you devoured in the…

Vermilion Cliffs

By Allison Field Bell

Colors baked into a layer cake of rock. A hot and dry May in Arizona. We cannot drink enough water.…

People Present on Carnaby Street on a Saturday Afternoon in Early May

By Matt Kendrick

Four murderers, one of them with horn-rimmed glasses. A steady flow of pushchair mothers who divert to left or right…

For a Short Time Only

By Holly Burns

The summer I babysat the Brady twins, their parents were on the brink of divorce. My parents were on the…

Snagging Blanket

By Abigail F. Taylor

Sundance Lee draped his old snagging blanket around his shoulders. It hadn’t snagged anyone for many years. His legs were…

Fullness

By Payne Ratner

First it was the little porcelain dogs with green glass eyes. Each one in various uniforms. A policeman bulldog, a…

Four

By E.R. Ramzipoor

And because the house was filled with comfortable things, you wondered. As your wife slept under the perfect thread count,…

Fractured Lit Elsewhere Prize Winners & Shortlisted Writers

By Fractured Lit

And the winners are… Thank you to all of our writers on the shortlist! We know so many of these…

Reasons to Be Cheerful

By G. Ochsner

One morning, as I stood at the bus stop waiting for the 7:05, my neighbor, Horowitz, drove over my left…

PIEL MUERTA / DEAD SKIN

By Gabriella Navas

She begins each morning by peeling the dead skin off her lips. Sometimes, she feels like she is shucking corn…

Fractured Lit Anthology Volume 4 Longlist

By Fractured Lit

We want to celebrate the 52 stories on our Anthology Four longlist! An eclectic group of fantastic flash fiction that…

The Girl Made of Dirt

By Dawn Miller

The other girls laugh when she struggles to stand up in the ditch, her mouth edged with dirt. She braces…

My Mother, the Water Monster

By Aeriel Merillat

I drove to the county hospital to pick up my mother. She was not as I suspected. They handed her…

In All The Loveless Places

By Jennifer McMahon

The pretty cowgirl’s mouth is wild with tameless laughter, and the tassels on her calfskin miniskirt and waistcoat dance to…

Intertidal

By Ali Mckenzie-Murdoch

Spirits. Toria doesn’t speak German, but no language is necessary. Her voice melodious with children or men, she tilts her…

Fractured Lit Elsewhere Prize Shortlist

By Fractured Lit

We’re sending these 25 stories off to judge Rion Amilcar Scott! We’re excited to find out what stories he chooses…

Candied Lemon

By Grace Kennedy

Kate knew it would not work with Ethan when she watched him remove the thinly sliced circles of candied lemon…

We Mistakenly Think It Keeps Growing

By Marilyn Hope

# Freddie goes missing overnight on a Sunday. That week is a blur of search parties and candlelight vigils, porch…

Fractured Lit Elsewhere Prize Longlist

By Fractured Lit

Once again, we had trouble deciding which stories should make the longlist, so here are 51 stories in contention! We’ll…

If we name it Mittens, can we please keep the food delivery bot, please?

By Moisés R. Delgado

That July, all our dreams were bones. T-rex bones, kneecap bones, bones larger than our house, bones of a dinosaur…

Is Now and Ever Shall Be

By Alex Bisker

The paper clips look like angels if you bend them a certain way. We wear them reverently or as reverently…

possible future for our daughter #683

By Carly Alaimo

In this future, my mistakes as a parent—the ones my friends told me not to beat myself up about—they make…

Pairs

By Jennifer Ahlquist

A new pair of underwear arrives in the mail on the 14th of every month. The subscription service delivers on…

Along the Edge of the Fading Light

By Tara Isabel Zambrano

I pick up stuff. Things others left behind. Scarves, mittens, dollar bills, pens, rings. And I cannot describe what it…

Third Thumb

By Annabel LI

Ma has a third thumb. It hangs from her pocket when she thinks no one’s looking, drags behind her as…

Ice on the Wings

By Jan Stinchcomb

I get to relive one day. That’s all. For me, a crash ended everything, but the full range of trauma…

Stanislavski’s Fly

By Melissa Ragsly

Character and Expression class. Monday. A black box theater. The teacher clutches her cross pendant, “We must be looking above…

The Mass Blinding of Sclera, Wyoming

By Hannah Zhang

The town scalper says he lost his eyes at the supermarket. Left them on a shelf in the toothpaste aisle,…

Moths

By Ola W. Halim

—finally, it is night and you wrench the bulb from the porch ceiling and all the moths plop to the…

Lil Fucker

By Sara Hills

We bury Lil Fucker facing north in the frozen yard, halfway between the dogwood tree and the rusted tin shed,…

T, My Name is Tonya

By Kathryn Kulpa

But not really. It’s a nickname, something my sister used to call me. You wouldn’t know my real name. He…

Landfall

By Jiksun Cheung

In the time that my mother has been missing, the skies have turned a gray, roiling mass. The radio is…

Love 1992: A Catechism*

By Deesha Philyaw

Does Love exist? Is fat meat greasy? Cuz ain’t no way I could’ve fallen so hard, so fast, so far,…

Fractured Lit Flash Fiction OPEN Grand prize Winner and Finalists

By Fractured Lit

We’ll be publishing 16 total stories from this contest and we’re so excited about Judge Sara Lippmann’s choices! Thank you…

Malia

By Hannah Olabosibe Eko

One day Neela will run inside and steal me away. The other wigs roll their eyes. They smell the hope…

Longing on the Journey to Proxima B

By Amina Kayani

The traveler isn’t lonely. The ghosts of dead oceans joined the ship soon after the first onion sprouted in the…

Gentlemen Callers

By Avitus B. Carle

I find my boyfriend’s car parked in front of the Hillside Motel and consider shattering the windows or, at least,…

First Impressions

By Nico M.

Step into the Mexican restaurant together, you beautiful protagonists. Shake the drops off your umbrellas. Wouldn’t’ve guessed it from the…

Blooming

By Lucy Zhang

Mei turns into a flower whenever we touch. Her pupils blossom into glossy hibiscuses—hues of red and peach and white.…

At World’s End

By Vincent Anioke

I’m giving Kayode Last-Name-Pending a pretty accomplished blowjob in the back of my rented Subaru when Jesus Christ returns. He’s…

Fractured Lit Flash Fiction OPEN Shortlist

By Fractured Lit

25 stories made it to our shortlist for this contest! Thank you all for trusting us with your writing! Judge…

Fire and Sea

By Melissa Llanes Brownlee

I laugh at your need to keep your knees covered, shorts too long, pants too short, colors muted and dark.…

Someone Else

By L Mari Harris

Someone picks at her nail polish. Someone keeps checking her phone. Someone complains it’s too hot; someone asks how much…

Late Night Drive Long Time Gone

By Chloe N. Clark

On the highway at night, every other car is filled with ghosts. (you could be a ghost, too, if you…

Another Beatrice

By Amelia Golia

If I could, I would pray, but God has no use for a girl like me. “Non mi tange.” During…

The Trouble with Dating

By Kelley Albright

He left his scent behind. It melted into pillows, sheets, and shirts crumpled onto the floor. It even soaked into…

Varying Degrees of Dead

By Jo Withers

The Lifeline operator refuses to take my call when she realises I’m already dead. I tell her my name, and…

When The Birds Go Quiet

By Noémi Scheiring-Oláh

When the birds go quiet, the girls stop walking. The air around them is glassy and pale, like a glass…

Fractured Lit Flash Fiction OPEN Longlist

By Fractured Lit

51 stories made it to your longlist for this contest! Thank you all for trusting us with your writing! We’ll…

Hometown Johnnies

By Myna Chang

It was the night Johnny came back to town, one of those pent-up summer nights when the sky trembled heavy…

Late Lunch; Early Dinner

By Pamela Painter

We’re having a late lunch, five women, widows now, who have been meeting once a month for forty years. “Dress-up…

At My Job I Work the Robotic Arms

By Kati Fargo Ahern

On the line, I run a double-forklift. It’s a lot like a regular forklift, but the forks both spread out…

Unfinished Equations

By Reneé Bibby

I stand at the kitchen window, calculating the parabolic arc a murmuration of birds makes against the ridge of conifers.…

Odds and Ends

By Brett Biebel

It was supposed to be chess club, but instead, it was Gambler’s Anonymous, and that’s what you get in Moline.…

We have to be Honest: An Interview with Kathryn Silver-Hajo

By Fractured Lit
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Wolfsong (ELJ Editions 2023), Kathryn Silver-Hajo’s first full-length publication, is a gorgeous hybrid collection of flash fiction and CNF stories…

The Cloud Lab

By Megan Callahan

In science class, Margot teaches them about the magic of snow. “Evaporation, condensation, deposition,” she says. On the whiteboard she…

Maid In America

By Christine H. Chen

When I go in, the sink is bursting with unwashed dishes coated with moldy leftover scraps, half-filled glasses, cups that…

BRAIN, BRIAN

By Whitney Collins

Marvin’s tumor is the size of an unshelled walnut. His doctor, who wears bile-colored Crocs, has told Marvin and Marvin’s…

Patrons

By Hillary Ann Colton

The shades are pulled down by Mick before the summer sunsets. Mick is a regular: he spends every day, open…

Launch Day Conditions: 1986

By Elizabeth Conway

Kerry found a hundred-dollar bill at the gas station near pump three. It was covered in oil. She carried the…

Fact of Nature

By D.E. Hardy

You could think of it as an evolutionary advancement. Steelheads can spawn multiple times, whereas their salmon kin buck their…

Autopsy

By Aimee LaBrie

It wasn’t a date exactly. He said, “Do you want to see a dead body?” I said yes.  I would…

Submission Guidelines

By Tonee Moll

We want your very best work! Writers at every stage of their career are encouraged to submit, but we want…

Follow the Language: An Interview with John Fulton

By Fractured Lit
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I think I found John Fulton’s short story collections somewhere in my early writing days; after reading stories by Carver,…

Into the White

By Gillian OShaughnessy

The wolves are out again. I can hear them, their hollow wails in the pines, slicing through a storm of…

Galgalim

By Eric Pahre

It is not an air raid. Above the city’s steepled church-tops the two planes break from the clouds. Sunlit rain…

Background

By K. A. Polzin

I didn’t have any theater experience, but when I saw the ad for background actors for a local play, I…

When We’re Empty Of What We Are Designed To Hold

By Quinn Rennerfeldt

One Sunday morning, I wake up to discover that both of my daughters have turned into birds. The younger—a tow-headed…

Adrift

By Kim Steutermann Rogers

It was the year the flood washed a parade of homes downriver. They called it a rain bomb. Kate’s home…

Two Cops Come to the Door

By Arthur Russell

Yes, I saw something. I was making my regular Friday night sauce-and-cheese sandwich. It’s like pizza on an Italian bread.…

Two Phenomena of Roughly Equal Importance

By Robert Shapard

“The air on Mars—what there is of it—is leaking away,” he said. “About half a pound a second sputtering into…

Muse

By Emily Anderson Ula

I have this dream: We’re back in the church of Santa Margherita de Cerchi. You’ve written a letter to Beatrice…

Something to See

By Alberto Vourvoulias

●Suit jacket and pants. White shirt. ●Brown knit tie, too narrow, too long. ●Pocket square, folded and stapled into shape.…

Golden Hour, Four Days After the Storm

By Beth Gilstrap

Unsecured in the back seat, I stretched my legs out where my sibling usually sat next to me, preaching about…

“Undying Wind”: An Interview with Myna Chang

By Fractured Lit
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Myna Chang’s new flash collection, The Potential of Radio and Rain (out now from CutBank Books), is a revelation on…

Billy Joel’s 1989 Hit Song and The Possibility of Beauty

By Daniel DiFranco

“The letter opener?” I said to my husband in the middle of the night. “I panicked,” he said, rolling the…

Friend Suggestion

By Andrea Lynn Koohi

Why not the boy from high school with the red hair and freckled skin? Classmates said he liked you, said…

I Wanted This to Feel Personal: An Interview with Tucker Leighty-Phillips

By Fractured Lit
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Avee Chaudhuri: Children at play seems to be of recurring interest in the collection. There are all these powerful and…

Grilled Cheese

By Addison Hoggard

Step 1: Butter both sides of two pieces of bread. Put mayonnaise on the outside of both.  The crows outside…

THE BABY BORN IN 1944

By Dianalee Velie

-after the paintings, The Baby (1944) and Artist’s Daughter by the Sea (1943) by Milton Avery Why I chose to…

A letter from the thrice-widowed, late Elsbeth Sorrow to the daughter she grew in the garden

By Vic Nogay

Dear Ginny, It’s the last night of September. This week, your leaves started to change—darkest green to richest red. Your growth…

Once, Three Brothers Guided Two Moons Across the Sky

By Joel Hans

But now there are only two brothers and one moon. At the end of my seven-day shift, I hang the…

Tennis Elbow

By Kim Magowan

For thirty-one of their thirty-two years together, Lydia and Meredith shared an evolving dumb joke which started one day in…

Echoes of Rusty Children

By Tatyana Sundeyeva

When the war comes, I do not hear it. There are no planes overhead; It is civil, I am later…

Fractured Lit Legends, Myths, & Allegories Prize Longlist

By Fractured Lit

46 stories on our Longlist! We’re working on selecting our shortlist now, and soon we’ll announce those titles and get…

Kichi Sibi

By Kim Murdock

If she’d been a regular girl like Janey, painting her nails whisper pink and talking with an affectation on the…

Rock Paper Scissors

By Erin Vachon

Her name was on the Literature of Mathematics & Economics conference roster, attendee badge plucked from the folding table by…

The Economy of Language: An Interview with Sarah Freligh

By Fractured Lit
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Sarah Freligh’s new collection, A Brief Natural History of Women, will be released in June by Harbor Editions. These flash…

The Nights I Spend Reading to a Rescue Horse Named Emmeline

By Pat Foran

Monday I am reading to Emmeline a story about a man who had no DNA. He had severe radiation damage…

2023 Micro Challenge Shortlist

By Fractured Lit

From this top ten, editor Tommy Dean will choose a winner!

What’s Wrong With Sienna?

By mandira pattnaik

You can probably imagine a husband-not-baby say he’s hungry, and the woman-his-wife Sienna hurry and scurry, her hands and fingers…

Sundays with Clarisa

By Ji Hyun Joo

My husband owns a German bisque doll from the late 1800s. Her name is Clarisa. She has delicate blonde curls…

Her Deleted Scenes

By Catherine O' Brien

Her head was found perpendicular to the lake. The sight almost eventuated a myocardial infarction, that’s a heart attack to…

Who May Be Left Out: An Interview with Jolene McIlwain

By Fractured Lit
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Jolene McIlwain’s Sidle Creek, a collection of flash and short stories, is amazingly balanced between characters we care about and…

The Scientist

By Jenny Irish

Toodle-loo, Kangaroo The last known living slender crawfish died in a small pool (technically, a kitty litter box, but perfectly…

Grandpa Revisits the Modern Art Era

By Timothy Boudreau

All winter, Grandpa seems frailer, like he’s entering a final phase. His living room’s cluttered, he hasn’t shaved, and we…

Raisin

By Sara Chansarkar

I wake up to your moaning while releasing yourself in the bathroom without bothering to run the faucet or the…

What You Wouldn’t Do

By Sarah Freligh

Metaphors for a Tumor Like a spaceship was flying through a meteor shower in her boy’s skull. Knock knock, he’d…

Caw

By Hafsa Zulfiqar

Mother says her voice is a visitor in the theater of her throat. The play must not be splendid, she…

Albatross

By Gary Fincke

After twenty-five years and an hour of cash bar drinks, the ballroom-sized venue is stuffed with chatter and assessment. From…

Forgiveness is a Seed

By Oyinkansola Sofela

“An enslaved African woman, unable to prevent her children’s sale into slavery, placed some rice seeds in their hair so…

Raising Rabbits

By F.E. Choe

After dinner, after you have wiped down her highchair, the tray, the peeling surface of the kitchen table, after you…

Burn It All Down

By Karen Jones

The cobweb-fine curtains blow in the wind, a storm gathers, the men work in the fields, the cat spits out…

The Fractured Lit Anthology Volume 3 Shortlist

By Fractured Lit

Of these 42 stories, judge Peter Orner will choose 20 for inclusion in the next anthology!

Casual Pinch, 1992

By Alice Kaltman

*inspired by the photo “Candy Cigarette” by Sally Mann* Icy blue stare and perpetual pout. Blonde hair like a mini-Brigette…

Brief Moments of Human Connection: An Interview with Andrew Porter

By Fractured Lit
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Sometimes you read a single story by a writer, and you become a fan for life. This happened when I…

Relict Communities

By Sara Wasson

We are the flowers who remember ice. We grew beside the glacier as it drew away, groaning. Raw stone lay…

Pelican

By Greg Schutz

From the back porch, they swore, young parents, they had nothing to fear. The moment they’d thought they’d been waiting…

Self-Solemnization

By Marilyn Hope

Yung-Su brings a live dove, a Eurasian Collared with dust-brown wings and a black nape, holding it in both of…

The Fractured Lit Anthology Volume 3 Longlist

By Fractured Lit

Of these 58 stories, 40 of them will be sent to judge Peter Orner. He will choose 20 for inclusion…

My husband said, just keep baking Bread

By Jude Higgins

So I forget the tanks rolling over the wheat fields towards my house, and now I am on my ninth…

The circus without white horses or elephants

By Fiona Lynch

You carry Grandma’s finger in a velvet purse. It’s your turn. Tess doesn’t have a chance of pocketing it now…

Sheepskin

By Hannah Zhang

The flock scattered across the river at the sight of him, and he watched, drooling—a bony shadow in the reeds—as…

Too Distracted to Function

By Lannie Stabile

Trigonometry was Michaela’s least favorite subject. Her teacher, Mrs. Parveen, was at the front of the room, giving trigonometric functions…

They More Than Burned: An Interview with Tara Stillions Whitehead

By Hannah Grieco
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Tara Stillions Whitehead is a multi-genre writer whose powerful prose explores the fine line between fiction and truth. She regularly…

Canoeing the Black Fork Mohican, 1978

By Phillip Sterling

What you remember is how you had trouble believing it was Ohio, even southern Ohio, the way the river moved…

Hunger

By Matt Barrett

At the General Store, a cashier said, “No, we don’t sell food,” so we asked if she had candy or…

CLASSIFIED AD FOR A GHOST

By Mario Aliberto III

I would like someone to haunt my house and simulate some of my deceased husband’s habits, so I can get…

Cigar Caps in the Dollar Store Parking Lot

By Jad Josey

You ask me: What is the collective noun for a handful of spent cigars beneath the knotty, crooked oak in…

Nowhere to Land

By Abbie Barker

The night your father and uncle guzzle a thirty-pack of Miller Lite and ride your glittery bike shirtless through the…

Winter 2022 Fast Flash Challenge Winners and Shortlist

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1st Place: The circus without white horses or elephants by Fiona Lynch 2nd Place: Sheepskin by Hannah Zhang 3rd Place:…

Berkeley Square

By Lori Sambol Brody

We took BART and then a bus down University Avenue, me in my jeans and black pleather jacket, as soft…

THOUGH SALLY WANTS TO KNOW EVERYTHING, THERE ARE SOME THINGS SHE CAN’T QUITE REACH

By Abigail Chang

but she is always multiplying, like a rabbit. In this version of the universe, Sally is only nine years old…

Vicarious Transubstantiation

By Emilee Prado

Ann and Andy have a small, quiet apartment. They live tucked into a nook in a towering building, which is filled…

A Matter of Survival

By Stephanie Yu

1. You are six, and your brother is four. The sun is so bright compared to the lush New Jersey…

Prison in Hawaii

By Michael Czyzniejewski

The air raid sirens sounded and my brother Bruno scrambled, demanding to know where my basement was. I didn’t have…

The Newborn

By Kenny Tanemura

The swaddled newborn startles awake at a quarter to midnight. I plug his mouth with a powder blue pacifier bearing…

The Made Boy

By Chris Haven

This little boy has forgotten how he was made. He is old enough to know he can’t ask his teddy…

romantic connecticut

By Dani Blackman

there is no romantic connecticut the text says, but I don’t take this as rejection. I don’t blame autocorrect. I…

2022 The Fractured Lit Micro Fiction Prize Shortlist

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Boy

By Tochukwu Okafor

Boy, on the night your mother brought you into this noisy, miserable world, at exactly 11:18 pm, on a rainy…

A Middle Finger Flipped on a School Bus

By Davon Loeb

On the school bus you should have seen them, monkeying around about wheels, bottles of non-alcoholic beers, Rock-Paper-Scissor, two kids…

Cheerleader

By John Haggerty

Alison was a cheerleader, and the second-prettiest girl in our class. These qualities seemed extremely important to us at the…

TRYST

By Despy Boutris

The secret to sin is to do it in secret. We learned secrecy young—two girls taught to swallow our hunger—so…

No Matter How Pretty They Look

By Kristina Saccone

It was our first once-a-month grandmother-granddaughter date at the JCC. I hopped on the treadmill while you did Jazzercise, all…

Your Lover, The Clown

By Iona Rule

You meet him at your niece’s birthday party, where the kids run feral, coked-up on pink juice and icing. While…

Remember Your Goals

By Michele Zimmerman

Write down your goals for tomorrow. Write down your goals on a small pocket-sized notepad so that you can take…

2022 The Fractured Lit Micro Fiction Prize Longlist

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Spatchcock

By Sarah Rosenthal

The whole bird lay naked on the cutting board. Iris had received the wooden board as a wedding present. It…

Dust

By Terri Pease

There was a lot of dust on them mens. Me, keepin’ off the wooden sidewalk while keeping an eye, a…

Coefficient

By Phillip Sterling

The foam pillow, one of several retrieved from his parent’s house after the sale, smelled of Bengay. Meant for the…

July 1964

By Cara Olexa

In a blur, a blind of grass, the horse. Dunes. At your right, ocean collapsing on the edge of Virginia.…

Luna

By Dawn Miller

From her window seat on the train, Ruth watches the cluster of teenage boys on the platform. They posture in…

The Extractions

By Kim Parko

Agnes rocked us in her boat. Cradled between waves, we were sleepy. She sang a song from her deepest throat:…

Trauma Becomes You

By Karen McKinnon

It is my job to gag her. Mike and some of the others have her pinned to the ground. The…

Everything So Different and the Same

By K.C. Mead-Brewer

How pointlessly beautiful, a tree. How massive and calm and sometimes crushing and on fire. How a tree’s waving branches…

Arcade Neophytes

By Sarah Matsui

Mom and I got really into the arcade claw machine one elementary school summer. Handful of tokens, a frappé from…

Flossing

By Anita Lo

Mom flosses me every night with my limbs starfished across the kitchen counter and my head hanging off the edge.…

Pimiento Season

By Maria Alejandra Barrios

When Mamá’s apron catches fire, my first reaction is to grab Mamá’s body and share the fire with her. Pimientos…

Endless Spoonful

By Susie Hara

We’re having lunch at the faux restaurant. My mom is eating her fish at a glacial pace, and I’ve moved…

Sea Bugs

By Amanda Hadlock

A shrimp’s heart is in its head. You used to say your heart was in your stomach when you couldn’t…

Ways of Karst

By Jamie Etheridge

The hole drinks the grass, the leaves, the twigs, and our favorite park bench. Insatiable. Thirsting. It then drinks the…

In The Closet

By Grace Elliot

When you start needing a place to scream, you try most of the rooms in the house. You start with…

Picking Up Stones

By William Bradley

Two-lane rural route to the boatyard, boondocks enough for hoedowns, cross-burnings, not that I knew much about either, except they…

Elegantly Exploring the Nonlinear: An interview with Sheila O’Connor

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“There is always a wicked secret, a private reason for this,” a line from W.H. Auden’s “Twelve Songs, VIII” came…

Giving Up

By Cathy Cade

My sister turns her key in the lock and pushes. The door moves a handbreadth. Mum croaks from the living…

Dirty Shirley

By Shannon Bowring

They say she’ll do anything for a tenner. She’s fourteen. She lives in the trailer park across from the river.…

Attaboy Louis

By Shastri Akella

Louis liked the name: Prospect Cemetery. As if its prescient eighteenth-century builders had known that one day college boys would…

It’s Still There

By Robert Garner McBrearty

Maybe I was twenty-one or so, somewhere around there, young anyway, and I don’t remember much about where this all…

Fractured Lit Reprint Prize Winners and Shortlisted stories

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1st Place: Tiny Little Goat by Jasmine Sawers Admittedly, I am a sucker for a funny/sad story that succeeds. It’s…

Fusion

By Diane Kraynak

The love story starts here. I am dreaming of Orlando Bloom when I’m awakened by an icy poke into my…

Cold Comfort

By Rachel O'Cleary

This is the third year that she has haunted me. She is pale and slightly shimmery, as if brushed with…

Worms in the Dirt

By Megan Bounds

No time left in Jackie’s thumbs. They died before the rest of her, dangled precious on jagged hipbones, in and…

Fractured Lit Reprint Prize Shortlisted Titles

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Attaboy Louis Mother’s Keeper Before What Will We Do With All This Grief The Good Hours Shore No Rhyme Nor…

Fish Folk

By Breana Harris

The other moms at the beach are skinny and sharp, all oiled angles and monochromatic bikinis. Mira and I don’t…

When Saturn and Jupiter Meet in the Middle

By Ellen Weeren

Children play on street corners until the lights grow dim and the stars are visible like pinpricks on a bulletin…

Commercial Break

By Benjamin Niespodziany

Once a week a truck driver drove down our street. Stuck to the sides of the semi were two television…

Fractured Lit Reprint Prize Longlisted Titles

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Bread Attaboy Louis Mother’s Keeper Before Viva Peaches Johnny and Janie Cross Country What Will We Do With All This…

Party in the O.R.

By Lannie Stabile

Today is my double mastectomy. Today is also my birthday. As he numbs me, the anesthesiologist wears a pink pointed…

Be Prepared

By JR Walsh

A baby grand piano appeared after Billie moved in with her son. Fourth-rate elegance. Plywood garbage. The stroke took away…

THROUGH THE WINDOW

By Susan Wigmore

Demons cavort in the darkness of trees. Slender, knuckle-cracking things, whispering a wasp language. You stop your ears with moss,…

Ghost, Fable, and Fairy Tales Prize Winners and Shortlisted Writers

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1st Place: It’s Still There by Robert McBrearty This is a superb metafiction; a very short story about very short…

Orange: Micro Series

By Jared Povanda

Womb Cat wants to paint her house fluorescent orange. Call it Crisis. Call it citrus combating scurvy. Cat doesn’t go…

My Mother Calls Her a Head-Case Convict

By Kaya Dierks

But here I am anyway, in the CVS on Perkins and Sixteenth, allowing her to turn me criminal. Like this.…

Breaking Points: An interview with Chelsea Stickle

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It sounds like you’re always writing! How did you decide what stories to put in this chapbook? Were there any…

Hung the Sun

By Avra Margariti

Sometimes I need it to be dark. That’s what I need. For it to be dark. I lean out my…

AU: the night your husband proposed

By Vic Nogay

You’re standing with toes far back from the edge, not prepared for a swim that night in Otsego when he…

Diamonds for My Daughters

By Kathryne McCann

Sometimes you think about her hands. Sometimes, before the sun hits the sky, you sit at the kitchen table, crimping…

The Bottom of a Well is Also a Home

By Laur A. Freymiller

The creature who lives in the well makes noises at night. Small noises as if it doesn’t want to disturb…

My Brother, Named and Unnamed

By Steven Sherrill

My brother is the smallest man in the world. I’m not even kidding. Most of the time, he lives in…

Hair, Teeth

By Josiah Nelson

They came to town, one riding a lawnmower, the other carrying a leaf blower, their hair shorn tight and crisp…

Fast Flash Challenge Contest Winners & Shortlisted writers

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1st: Place: Party in the O.R. by Lannie Stabile Runner-Up: Through the Window by Susan Wigmore Runner-Up: Be Prepared by…

The Pigeon-Pea Princess of Sanganakallu

By Rosaleen Lynch

The pigeon-pea, that lies under seventeen cardboard mattresses, grew in the stone age, amongst wild animals, and traveled across time…

2022 Fractured Lit Ghost, Fable, and Fairy Tales Prize Shortlisted Titles

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We Sleep Within the Vast Sadness of the Mountain Salty Feet Dark Crescent How Boys Get Their Wings Lair Fish…

A THOUSAND MILES AWAY

By Linda Niehoff

We were always driving and once in the night in the dark after hours and hours, days even of only…

Your Mother Imagines You Dead

By Bethany Marcel

She imagines you dead in the bathtub. The split second you slide under. The gasp. The sputter. She catches you,…

2022 Fractured Lit Ghost, Fable, and Fairy Tales Prize Longlisted Titles

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Missing Cracked They Are the Wild Ones A Ghost Story How to Stitch the Emperor’s New Clothes We Sleep Within…

Shed This Skin

By Annie Frazier

Tonight, I make my return to the water. The weather is warm, the moon full, the time right again to…

Switch

By Susan Perabo

That fall we spent our Saturdays deep in Amish country. We didn’t live there, but Becca’s boyfriend did, forty minutes…

A Pig Called Stripe

By Iona Rule

My uncle had a spotted pig, called Stripe. Which tells you a lot about my uncle. It started small but…

Anthology II Contest Winners

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Caterpillar Killer by Shastri Akella Dirty Shirley by Shannon Bowring Giving Up by Catherine Cade Picking Up Stones by Brad…

Skeleton Crew

By Beth Hahn

There are places where everyone wants to buy a house, but that’s not here. We have empty subdivisions. We have…

Can I Tell You a Secret?

By Julija Stanislava

If word gets around, I’ll say you made it all up. I’ll tell them you’re lying, that you’re just looking…

Feeding on the Thamirabarani Metro

By M. L. Krishnan

Super fast and super premium. We wished that were true about the greyscale beat of our lives. Its expectations a…

Thirty Years After Graduation, I Spy You in Aisle Five   

By Sarah Freligh

I’d have bet prison, fifteen to life for offing your ex while he slept next to the younger blonde who’d…

The Hollowing of Her Bones

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Faye says she doesn’t believe in coincidence, but the day she burns the last of the cows, two women hurl…

I Like My Men

By Vincent Anioke

I like my men close, their arms like shelter. Yours pull me into your sternum as we roll around a…

Ghost Girl Ballet

By Chelsea Stickle

After Edgar Degas’ “Dance Rehearsal, 1874” People say ballet theaters are haunted by the dancers who died tragically young, but…

Like Soap

By Slawka G. Scarso

When we were fourteen, Tessa, Gina, and I used to laugh at Mrs. Meade, our history teacher, who always came…

I Told Them I’m a Vampire Who Likes To Drink Blood

By Kristina Saccone

I wished it on my 16th birthday candles. The school counselor said to believe in myself, so I did. It…

Scars and Time

By James Palmer

She has a small scar behind her left earlobe and I wonder if she knows that I’m aware of it.…

Hardwood Nights

By Margaret MacInnis

Her first love stands in the doorway, a lanky licorice stick of a boy, all words and high tops, sweet…

Monsters, Mystery, & Mayhem Contest Winners & Shortlisted writers

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1st: Place: At the Bottom of the Well is a Home by Laur Freymiller 2nd Place: My Brother, Named and…

Little Worlds

By Nathan Alling Long

Sara’s building tiny huts made of mud that she hollows out with her thumbs and then covers with sticks from…

Sugar Baby

By Alexa Logush

When Danny turned six, his mouth rotted and a host of flies swarmed his lips. They laid their ugly eggs…

How to Embed your Legacy

By Anita Goveas

Take one pair of lightly-arched, freshly-manicured feet, slip off your mother’s gold-edged chappals that always chafed, and plant them firmly…

Choreography

By Jamie Etheridge

She knocks things over—pyramid-stacked cans in the grocery store, books off the shelf at the library, her father’s glasses from…

Replica

By Joshua Jones Lofflin

I once held two men at gunpoint. This was on a Sunday, after my wife had returned from mass while…

1918

By Francine Witte

Like every other night, Finkus creaks the splintery door, slips out of his only shirt and folds it over a…

mi corazón quiere cantar así

By JJ Peña

did you hear about the shooting? my cousin jasmine texts. i tell her no, open up twitter to see if…

freedom fighters

By aureleo sans

In our neighborhood, the dumpsters peel orange but not like citrus.  White liquid seeps from their underbelly.  Nothing drinks the…

Not Interested

By Catherine Gammon

I’m not interested, she said, in restless craving, space-time music, outside combining elements. Images only, she said, with a shake…

When You Come Home From Nashville

By Patricia Q. Bidar

I get lost three times en route to the Oakland Airport, ten minutes from home. I have waited for you…

Dorothy Paints Poppies from Memory

By Barbara Diehl

Because she is still shaking the doorknobs of this broken farmhouse the cyclone heaved from its foundation and dropped like…

How to Take Care (of the Environment)

By Yvanna Vien Tica

1. Reduce The first night you eat Peking duck. It is not your first time to consider ducks as food…

The Nomenclature of Flight

By Nova Wang

At dusk, we snuck into the backyard and planted birdseed by the drive. This was so robins would sprout out…

Monsters, Mystery, & Mayhem Contest Shortlist

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These 20 stories thrilled us with their specific and creepy details, their attention to character, and their surprises in plot…

A Language Is a Story

By Olga Musial

Father says he built the house back in Poland and hauled it with him across the Atlantic. The story goes:…

Monsters, Mystery, & Mayhem Contest Longlist

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These 39 stories thrilled us with their specific and creepy details, their attention to character, and their surprises in plot…

Windows

By Elizabeth Maria Naranjo

We wait until the soft explosions above deaden to absolute silence—not the kind of silence that listens but the kind…

Tollbooth Madonna

By Kayla Rutledge

In her old age, the Virgin Mary moves to your town in the North Carolina backwoods, buys a fixer-upper and…

The Day Never Happened

By Sara Chansarkar

I did not combine melted butter and eggs in the medium mixing bowl or beat the mixture with the hand…

Action Movie

By Lena Valencia

When they ask the hero how big the bomb is, he says “Big enough to blow a hole in the…

Blink and You Miss Her

By Deesha Philyaw

You were 48 hours old when I called the midwife and told her that my uterus was falling out, hanging…

Orca Girl

By Nicole Tsuno

wears a killer whale’s tooth like a toe tag and populates every available margin with sketches of the sea Oreos.…

Rubber Boots

By Jamie Feldman

Sister Francis’ long black coat whipped behind her in the wind, clipping the heads off dying dandelions and scattering white…

Stealing

By John Fulton

When the boys’ father came to pick them up at their mother’s and take them for the day, he was…

Play Money

By Judith Claire Mitchell

At eight I was rich and powerful, controlled railroads and electric companies. A banker, I embezzled rainbows of cash that…

The Extinction Museum: Exhibit # 914 (tank of anoxic water from Gulf of Mexico near the mouth of the Mississippi River)

By Tina May Hall

The bloom of your skin as the river thickens around us. Constellations of algae exhale. We eat the fish that…

Phantom Trails

By Christine Kandic Torres

When Tía Amelia died, we ordered KFC. “Kentucky Fried Cruelty,” she used to call it, before biting into the flesh…

On Sewing and the Anatomy of Lips

By Myna Chang

On Sewing and the Anatomy of Lips Cupid’s bow: The contour line of the upper vermilion. I am drawn tight,…

Cow Town Carnival

By Brett Biebel

Mom was pushing 80 past a semi on the wrong side of Madison, and it was one of them numbers…

Rat Girl

By Patricia Q. Bidar

She calls herself Rat Girl, but she looks like a little Swiss doll. Now in the Chapel, she is singing…

SINFUL TANGO

By Julián Esteban Torres López

Like a toddler lost in a laundry basket full of dirty towels, the Argentine music dances. Cuts through the candlelit…

Crafting From Beyond

By mandira pattnaik

Here’s something I want to confess: I’ve stopped trying. A curvier-beaked whale dies with a lump of plastic in its…

A Diptych at the Seaside

By Dipika Mukherjee

1. She collects seashells, three in a row. One domed, a Buddhist stupa; another hugs the ground, an earthworm after…

Mary the Obscure

By Mandana Chaffa

The Marys—mothers, daughters, whores, saints, queens and killers—meet every Thursday afternoon in Riverside Park during the spring and summer months.…

The Rookery

By Corey Farrenkopf

The rookery is disguised as a shed. I keep a lawnmower and a pair of hedge trimmers for the sake…

Fig

By Rachel Lachmansingh

For breakfast, Zip and I will eat a rancid jar of olives, a brittle feather from the windowsill, and a…

Fractured Lit 2021 Micro Contest Winners and Shortlist

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Huge thank you to judge Matthew Salesses for reading and choosing the winners. This was definitely one of our most…

Everything Will Be Okay in the End

By Lindy Biller

The ghosts have come looking for my maid, but the maid is not here. The maid is out back in…

Self-Portrait as Everything You’re Not

By Jasmine Sawers

Blonde girls at school seek to become blonder. Blonde girls arrive with new highlights, preening at the way their faces…

Day Trader

By Dominic Reed

You’re good at selling words. Every morning you go to the market with the other girls and offer up a…

Wedding in Acapulco, 1983

By Patricia Patterson

Notice how they stand in the background of an old family photograph. How they all wear white. How they cloak…

2021 Best Small Fictions Nominations

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Endangered Species by Caroljean Gavin Things Never Stay Warm by María Alejandra Barrios  A Too Small Room by Yume Kitasei…

Pose

By Jolene McIlwain

His boots lay down a path through the Timothy and Queen Anne’s lace. This tall, tall boy, with his long…

Deaths of the Actor

By Abigail Oswald

The actor has died thirty-four times. His first death, a grotesque slow-motion spearing in the midst of battle, was looped…

Sweets From Strangers

By Tian Yi

When we heard that Mingming’s grandmother was coming to live with her, my sister and I asked our parents endless…

The Marriage Market

By Susan Wigmore

An old Bedford van passes you on the track to the *moussem. On top, penned but precarious, barely a bleat,…

Fractured Lit 2021 Micro Contest Longlist

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I’m so proud of our team for reading so many micros! We’re so impressed by the sense of place, the…

2022 Best Microfiction Nominations

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Oil Drills

By Lauren Weber

She reached into the fridge for one of those individual tubs of yogurt designed to release the digestive tract. Her…

Evening Clay

By Josh Wagner

The speaker made us choose: “Your house is on fire. Family and pets are safe. What one thing would you…

Omission Serves a Purpose: An Interview with Tara Stillions Whitehead

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(Tommy Dean) I love the mix tape/Album format of the Chapbook. Especially the run or readingtimes next to the titles…

Rabbit Rabbit

By Sally Toner

That spring before, the crows on their farm were Don Corleone, leaving the heads of baby rabbits on their patio.…

Muscle and Might

By Bob Thurber

— Another Misadventure of The Broken Boys — The boys started climbing at first light. In the crisp air, their…

Grandma Kim at Forty-Five: A Serigraph in Four Layers

By Chloe Seim

1/10 Grandma Kim had a rose-petal mouth. See the ballooned lips, half-inch creases trapping her mouth at each end. Such…

I chose the pencil

By Richard Schwarzenberger

The receptionist, who I thought might be a robot, told me I could fill out the form online or else…

Salt City Runaway

By Gillian OShaughnessy

A sheep has escaped from the abattoir. It’s loose on the railway line that runs along the coast to the…

Providence

By Christopher Allen

My father tells me the constant rush of water through our town is the whoosh of the world going round.…

(DON’T) REMEMBER ME LIKE THIS

By Cyn Nooney

1. During the space race days your parents sip Maxwell House in the morning, Beefeater before dark. Through bedroom walls…

Thursday Night at Lucky’s Liquor Store

By Shareen Murayama

When the semi flipped on its side, cows were launched like bowling pins across multiple lanes. Several died inside the…

As Solid As an Ashtray and Emits More Smoke

By Edie Meade

It is a cast-iron frying pan filled with cigarette butts. The handle is just the right size for my hand…

If this were Tracy Island

By Marissa Hoffmann

I’d use a soda siphon at cocktail hour, and you’d only know I’m speaking when my chin quivers. And it…

Night Vision

By Anna Gates Ha

During a commercial, I ask you to tell me about nights in the jungle. We are blue and then white…

We Don’t Boil Babies

By Alicia Dekker

You don’t remember Grammy saying the words, although you were there. You were the baby. You’ve heard the story a…

In Andromeda

By Jonathan Cardew

There were aliens in What Cheer, Iowa, aliens with platinum skin and tentacles adept at probing populations, aliens opening up…

Account For What You Have

By Alexandra Blogier

First, blanch the peaches. Run them under cold water to peel their skin away. Feel the flesh underneath. This is…

Girl on A bike, Boy in Dayton

By John Bensink

Jack is sixteen when he sees Marie the first time, then 84 when he sees her again, though he doesn’t…

Necrotic

By Elise Blackwell

The passion with which she took to the house and garden surprised him. She told him her grandmother taught her…

Congee

By Joy Guo

Five hungry blonde girls, sitting pertly on their haunches, holding court in the lounge. You all live on the same…

Life-Forms

By Robert Scotellaro

Multilingual We’re in the garden.  There are fragrances there, fluent in many languages.  Cassie digs, plants, pats the earth.  We’ll…

the 2021 fractured lit flash fiction prize shortlist

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We’re so excited to announce the 25 titles on our shortlist! We’ll announce the winners’ titles in the next few…

Explaining Divorce to My Three-Year-Old

By Michaella Thornton

Baby, when the toast goes cold, the butter will not spread. The daffodil fat just sits on stiff bread. You…

Roadside Assistance

By Ra'Niqua Lee

We are weary in sweat and heat that settles like skin to skin. Deep in the buzz and whir of…

the 2021 fractured lit flash fiction prize longlist

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We’re so excited to announce the 52 titles of our longlist! The submissions we received were so original, exciting, and…

The Vulture

By Bronwen Griffiths

Francisco looks down the long wintry road. Wisps of mist hang over the dark trees. The sound of the cooling…

So you fall in love with the church girl (the one who isn’t gay)

By Regan Puckett

She’s Splenda-sweet salvation, preened by her parents, who do everything in a -ly way: welcome you hesitant-ly, talk about you…

Heritage

By Michelle Xu

In the beginning, the women were gooseberries. Plump on the vine, squashed under toe, murderous towards pine. When the rains…

Welcome to Our Home

By Kayla Upadhyaya

I live in a haunted house. By which I mean I live inside your throat. By which I mean I’ve…

Propulsion

By Maria Picone

When she knew she couldn’t keep me, my mother struck a bargain with the ghost men haunting the sky. She…

Endangered Species

By Caroljean Gavin

My five-year-old walks the sidewalks with me into town. There is no other place for him. He holds my finger…

Rodney & Chelsea

By Kathy Fish

1. Tangerines Rodney and Chelsea have decided this is the day. They are sixteen years old and they are in…

Connect the Dots Love

By Sarah Fawn Montgomery

N says we’re looking for that Leo and Kate love that crashes sudden, veins fire and ice, the kind where…

A Guide to Small Town Ghosts

By Regan Puckett

“A Guide to Small Town Ghosts” is actually four linked micro-stories, each of which devises and fulfills its own narrative…

The Changeling

By Sarah Boudreau

Some works of fantasy make you feel that they are not ornamenting reality so much as unearthing one of its…

A Too Small Room

By Yume Kitasei

Like a Grimms’ fairy tale transported to Japan, “A Too Small Room” proceeds through a world whose houses, forests, and…

god at the side of the road

By A. Poythress

“god at the side of the road” has the quality of folklore from centuries ago and worlds away that’s somehow…

The Bone Child

By Meagan Johanson

I found the development in the final section of this story genuinely frightening—a dark fantasy in which the element of…

Before She Knew Her Body Was the River

By Anna Gates Ha

The pocketknife lies open in the dirt, and the snake—headless, milky-translucent muscle—curls in and out, while the girl watches its…

the 2021 fractured lit Anthology prize shortlist

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We’re so excited to announce the 34 titles of our shortlist! These stories are so good we’ve decided to publish…

Blue Mama

By Emma Brewer

Without thinking too deeply about it we presume ourselves to be adequate parents. The baseline assumption is that we would…

the 2021 fractured lit Anthology prize longlist

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We’re so excited to announce the 62 titles of our longlist! The submissions we received were so resonant, engaging, and…

Golden, Blazing Words: A Review of The Evolution of Birds

By Amy Barnes

Sara Hills’ debut flash collection The Evolution of Birds brings her unique brand of surreality to birds, humans and the…

By the Gleam of Her Teeth, She Will Light the Path Before Her

By Tina May Hall

After dinner, Father folds a swan out of his paper napkin. Mother says, “My, how early it grows dark.” First…

Calculus of Devotion

By Star Su

—after Wong Kar-wai’s Chungking Express Clare dresses like an ice cream cone. Chocolate lace, vanilla skirts. All of it melting…

Nothing the Wind Might Sting

By Edie Patterson

1.  The bird flies in through an open window on the first story of the hotel. The bird flies through…

Ornithology for Girls

By Tara Stillions Whitehead

The bluegrass is dry and sick.  “You were the one who survived,” I say. “You were very fortunate.” You are…

Scene in a Public Park at Dawn, 1892

By Gwen Kirby

“No small sensation has been made by the report of a duel between two ladies. . . . The [disagreement]…

Maribel Is Not Here for You

By Leigh Camacho Rourks

She gets off the bus at the tenth stop. She walks one mile. She walks 280 more feet. She pays…

Sapphire Eye

By Sudha Balagopal

I place Sygna, my late husband’s silver swan, into a box in the attic. She keeps me awake all night…

Ask Jess – Is this flash or micro?

By Jessica Evans

Word count 762 | Reading Time 3 Minutes, 4 Seconds  At a lecture given by Kathy Fish and KB Carle…

Symphony No. 7

By Michele Finn Johnson

Aunt Sylvia says it’s nothing, but she coughs wicked and that’s when I know it’s coming.Death. We never talk about…

Big Red

By AJ Cunder

It started out small—a red speck hardly noticed on the Harlem sidewalk. Maybe it drifted down from the heavens. Maybe…

May Flash Roundup

By Deirdre Danklin

Being A Girl in Someone Else’s Story In workshop, writing a girl protagonist was difficult. We just don’t like her,…

Comorbidity

By Kim Magowan

When you cook you use every pot, including ones that can’t go in the dishwasher, because I clean; when I…

Empty Words

By Kristen Loesch

In my language people call it ‘slippery fetus’, cannot be held, unravels like ribbon. You are ‘slippery daughter’, will not…

Look Sky, No Suburbs

By Meg Tuite

Mom gets them out of Skokie when Laila is four. She talks about endless troops of kids and dead ends…

I Have Dreamed of The Divine

By Moustapha Mbacke Diop

Each night, my soul flutters out of its husk and wanders between the stars. Through sheets of laterite and palm…

War Destroys A Man From the Inside Out

By Edie Meade

Shrapnel bores out of Daddy when he chops too much wood. They float to a place near his spine and…

Libertas

By Bayveen O'Connell

Just as the Greeks hypothesised, my uterus traversed my whole body,  and yet in an absence of hysteria, she squeezed…

We Love in Small Moments: a Collection on Love Review

By Laura Besley
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We Love in Small Moments: a Collection on Love is the debut chapbook by Melissa Boles published by Emerge Literary…

Preface: The Spaces Boundaries Open Up

By Grant Faulkner

I’ve always thought life is more about what is unsaid than what is said. We live in odd gaps of…

Origin Story

By Kyra Kondis

There was a man—there is always a man. There was the crush of gray wave. The cold bite of late…

Flash Perspectives with Veronica Montes

By Veronica Montes
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Fractured: What excites you about writing flash fiction/ Are there any limitations to the form? Montes: For me, flash is…

Lessons in Negative Space

By Sara Hills

1. It’s always night when they wheel us girls in, gowned on gurneys. Underground. They pull their masks up and…

the 2021 fractured lit ghost, fable, and fractured fairy tale prize shortlist

By Fractured Lit
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We’re proud to announce the 23 titles of our shortlist! The submissions we received were so thrilling, inventive, and affecting…

Rabbit

By Yunya Yang

Years ago, his mother brought home a rabbit. “Make it fat, will you?” she asked him. The boy held the…

the 2021 fractured lit ghost, fable, and fractured fairy tale prize longlist

By Fractured Lit
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We’re proud to announce the 57 titles of our longlist! The submissions we received were so thrilling, inventive, and affecting…

A Mouthful of Posies

By Shyla Jones

Every summer, my flower collection expands with my lungs. I gather them before the solstice, because my mother always told…

April Flash Roundup

By Deirdre Danklin

The Children of Flash I don’t like novels told from the perspective of children – they make me uncomfortable. I…

Bit by Bit

By Minyoung Lee

There was once a girl who’d text a boy: I caught a dream on my way home last night.  And…

Things Never Stay Warm

By Maria Alejandra Barrios

I wear my dead sister’s lipstick around the house like Grandma told me to. It leaves my lips dry and…

Suburban Flight

By Sabrina Hicks

Suburban Flight In her bedroom, she places her voice in the music box given to her at a young age…

A Nice Blue Place

By David Byron Queen

Our father knows all about fishing, but he doesn’t do it anymore. He doesn’t do a lot of things anymore.…

Solitaire

By Myna Chang

May 18, 1973 Sedan, New Mexico Smoke hugs the flare of Momma’s nostrils. “Why don’t you ever follow the rules?”…

The Taxidermist and the Baker

By Molly Reid

The baker’s skin, burnished from the heat of very hot ovens, is soft but taut. The taxidermist likes to pretend…

With a Glistening Rush

By Ruth LeFaive

Five of us dodge the storm in Tammy DeLuca’s bedroom, even Kevin, who stays dressed. One at a time, we…

March Flash Roundup

By Deirdre Danklin

Prisms In my MFA workshops, sometimes, when something felt clunky or not-quite-right, someone would say, “is this just a device?”…

GAVIN AND MERLE ARE ENGAGED IN A TURF WAR

By Tucker Leighty-Phillips

over the parking lot of Aldi’s. They bustle to snag unattended shopping carts, return them to the carousel, accept the…

Fire

By Thaisa Frank

I’m in Flamineo’s trailer when we hear the ringmaster yelling that the fire-eater left to marry his high school sweetheart. …

The Eighth Silo

By Kathryn Phelan

The sugar beet factory across the street from my house exploded when I was eight. It flamed out in a…

Bird Resuscitation

By Jamie Cooper

You stuff chunks of a frozen bird into your pockets. Outside, the world is spinning. A homeless man asks you…

In Which Sophie and I Clear a Forest

By Anita Lo

The crab apples had disappeared from Sophie’s grove across the street last week, but I didn’t notice until Sophie got…

And This Is How It Ended

By Yasmina Din Madden

The End Me at his door, trying to convince him I was a good person. But I wasn’t a good…

100 Word Story Mini-Contest Winners

By Fractured Lit

Libertas Bayveen O’Connell War Destroys A Man From the Inside Out Edie Meade Look Sky, No Suburbs Meg Tuite I…

Numbers

By Noreen Hyde

Nationwide that year, 128 officers were killed in the line of duty. My father is number 87 in the official report,…

100 Word Story Mini-Contest Shortlist

By Fractured Lit

Libertas Button mashing After Grief Space Whales War Destroys A Man From the Inside Out Look Sky, No Suburbs Snow…

The I.C.’s

By Clare Tascio

They were everywhere: the I.C.’s. You couldn’t spit without hitting one. You tripped over them in the street, on the…

Origami

By Jo Withers

It is impossible to fold the same piece of paper seven times. 1. You wrote inside the lines. Your textbooks…

Motherhood: A Hexaptych

By Candace Hartsuyker

1 She is cold, but they are frost and shiver. She digs them holes in the snow, sweeping ice crystals…

Authentic, Real, and Good

By Jemimah Wei

The truth is I got hired for my looks and promoted for my flexible standards of truth and that is…

Waving Tassels

By David Morgan O'Connor
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Plan to Free  The dog ate the turkey. Then killed all the village swans, piled the white corpses at the…

One Long Sting

By Emma Stough

From the time I learn how to bleed I keep a scab in the fleshy inner curve of my ear.…

Recommended Reading: Ghost Stories

By K.B. Carle

This past weekend, I did a deep dive into flash ghost stories. I leaped into the realm of flash specters…

the sea was there

By Alvin Park

I don’t know where Mom learned to drive. I don’t know where she learned to hold the wheel firm or…

Sowing

By Michelle Ross

A seed is an escape pod. A plant egg detaches from its mother from the start, Jody says as she…

Recommended Reading: Fables

By K.B. Carle

The Tortoise and the Hare. The Ants nod the Grasshopper. Both are examples of famous fables with the inclusion of…

Nanay Is Mother

By Veronica Montes

Behind the books on her shelves she finds the artifacts of their girlhood, all of them fuzzed with dust: pocket-sized…

Recommended Reading: Fairy Tales

By K.B. Carle

The New Oxford Dictionary defines a fairy tale as a children’s story that includes magical beings and places. I was…

On the Day Meryl Stopped Being Pregnant

By Melissa Ostrom

The top drawer of the old bureau painted to look new held thirty-six onesies, freshly laundered and folded into tiny…

Nurturing

By Lucy Zhang

Protection Erik is raising three chicks in his backyard. Erik is always telling us how he’ll have fresh eggs once…

And Even Still the Rivers

By Kate Finegan

1 Remember when the river ran just beyond our door, when rains replenished this ribbon unfurled blue and raspberries ripened…

the 2020 fractured lit micro fiction prize shortlist

By Fractured Lit
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We’re proud to announce the 25 titles of our shortlist! The submissions we received were resonant, inventive, and so engaging…

Receivers

By Ra'Niqua Lee

Thursday nights, half the country gathered in their living rooms to watch Chad Dylan Scott shake blonde hair out of…

The Big Dipper

By Meg Pokrass

The pool was four feet deep, and we bought it at Target half off. You could float on your back…

Top 8 Flash Featuring Strong Sense of Place

By Veronica Klash

These pieces have been chosen because the writer has done something special with sense of place. They’ve eliminated the need…

User Profile for the Recently Bereaved

By Jessica Cavero

I’m looking for the way it feels to stand behind doors sliding shut on a train to Ikebukuro and you…

Lost Centuries

By Shome Dasgupta
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Yonder Years Ago So down a synapse they tunneled, carried past sensation burdens: memory waves chute-oscillated, irrigated crevices and canals…

Stargazing: An Interview with Neil Clark

By K Chiucarello
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I forget where I stumbled across your Twitter account (or when for that matter). But I do remember being struck…

Another Morning

By K.C. Mead-Brewer

The rifle leans by the cabin door. The gray window is cold to the touch. The mother sucks something from…

Grown-Ups Also Lie: Three Micros

By Melissa Bowers

Punch Me he tells his son. It’s okay. You need to learn. Tenderly, the father kneels, and the boy makes…

Lakeside Mermaid

By Jessica Hudson

It takes thirty years for my older sister to swim here from the Pacific coast. She no longer has vocal…

Wild Thing

By Van Thaxton

CW: kidnapping But we were so young and our parents were hippies, and our music came from the garage band…

And This One is Full of Rain

By Dana Blatte

The birds only come once a year. Always on my birthday, just as I’m blowing my age into candle smoke…

Lisa Won’t Quit Scuba

By John Jodzio

You and Lisa tried to save your marriage by taking some community education classes. Intro to Pottery started in March,…

Echoes

By Lukasz Drobnik

So sudden you didn’t have time to put your hair on. So loud your eardrums hurt. Who are these people…

Into the Sink

By Courtney Clute

She slipped her thumb into her mouth, sucked in a heavy swallow of air, shrunk her waist to the size…

Fable

By K-Ming Chang

Michelle Dong lived with her father and fourteen cousins in a butter-soft house at the end of the block, the…

Spaghetti Junction

By Elisabeth Ingram Wallace

I had been snow-drifting through December, on slow trains and delayed buses, ending each day with a long icy walk…

SOUTHWEST LOOP 820

By Cyn Nooney

That summer in Dallas my roommate Tina stole a Penthouse from her father’s stash. We wanted to see why Miss…

You Will Do This

By Steven Simoncic

She will look tired. He will look bored. They will sit on the edge of their bed, close enough to…

The Future History of the Arctic

By Alexander Lumans

100. Someone has broken into the Global Seed Vault.  99. If you kill an ice bear, you have to tell…

Horror Awaits: A review of Tiny Nightmares

By K Chiucarello

Flash is known for its tricks, the way it sneaks into our subconscious as an ‘easy’ task. Often when I’m…

When It Gets Cold in the South, The Youngest Baby Dies

By Exodus Oktavia Brownlow

Honey, Mississippi 1949 When it gets cold in the south, mama wakes you up much earlier than she used to,…

Ghoul

By Noa Covo

We feed the ghoul behind the elementary school crumbs of bread and throw sticks at it to make it dance.…

Raise the Babies

By Jan Stinchcomb

Goth Nanny The baby sees black eyeliner circling dead eyes that teach skepticism, or something more sinister, a desire to…

Remember Tomorrow in Seasons

By Shingai Kagunda

Planting Season  “But what if?” Woman leaves the unfinished question hanging in the air, touching her swelling stomach. Man already…

Going Short: An Invitation to Flash Fiction (An Excerpt)

By Nancy Stohlman

Flash Myth #1: Smaller Is Easier  Let’s debunk Myth #1.  Housed in the Chicago Institute of Art are the Thorne Miniature…

Deus Ex Machina

By Amorak Huey

I’m scratching my name in the pew with my car key. I’m daydreaming about what it would be like to…

In Violet

By Melissa Goode

The kitchen lightbulb shatters above our heads. The filament burns red and fizzles to nothing. It is an explosion from…

Carrion Clay

By Matthew McHugh

Sometimes the name they give you is all wrong.  It’s really just meant to be a simple, two-word phrase to…

Flash Perspectives: Interview with Tara Masih

By Amy Barnes
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I’ve always thought of flash fiction as conversations where each exchange reveals or obscures, builds layers, introduces intimacy, teaches, grows…

Buffering

By David James Poissant

That morning, Ted began buffering. One minute, he was Ted, coffee cup in hand, talking animatedly about this thing he’d…

For Mommy, who is always crying

By Francine Witte

in her bedroom like a secret, only we can hear it through the door. My big brother, Lou, took off…

Flash Perspectives with Sian Griffiths

By Fractured Lit
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What are your favorite things to write about? Those topics or items you can’t stop thinking about! Hmmm. Tough question.…

Mad

By Sarah Freligh

Kat goes missing again, but not really. She’s where she usually is—passed out, pants on backward, in the Wawa parking…

Nesting

By Blake L. Bell

Walls Her nest is too tall by the time Molly realizes she can’t climb in. “I left my tools inside.…

Millennial Pink Bread

By Meagan Cass

As if covered in invisible glaze, her bread bakes pink. She buys new flour, new yeast, sends it into the…

High Summer

By Clio Velentza

Their old landmarks are charred, the ashen sludge slips into her sandals. Find me at our pit, he’d said. Where…

Three Sprigs

By Kim Magowan

1. When planning your garden, be aware that certain herbs are highly invasive, and may overwhelm a garden, choking other…

Two Identical Strangers

By Rosetta Young

These days, when I pull up the old photographs, most people still attribute the resemblance between Lydia Lissing and me…

the 2020 fractured lit flash fiction prize shortlist

By Fractured Lit

We’re proud to announce the 22 titles of our shortlist! The submissions we received were fresh, fierce, and so engaging…

It Came From the Bottom of the Lake (1954)

By Meghan Phillips

The Stuntman Cuts through the water like shears through velvet. Like an arrow through the apple on a little boy’s…

Me and Eddie on the Boulevard

By Francine Witte

waiting to cross.  My heart tick, ticking like a stupid clock.  Eddie and his dark hair forest, his blue eye…

Epidemic

By Sarah Freligh

Because Davie Gray is protected by the blood of Jesus and his scripture-spouting pastor daddy, he stays in the classroom…

A Flash Perspective: Interview with Kim Magowan

By Fractured Lit
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What are your favorite things to write about? Those topics or items you can’t stop thinking about! “Favorite” implies that…

The Tornado

By Rebekah Bergman

It was a bright, gray day with no breeze, and she had just finished digging a grave. She’d woken that…

the 2020 fractured lit flash fiction prize longlist

By Fractured Lit

We’re proud to announce the 56 titles of our longlist! The submissions we received were fresh, fierce, and so engaging…

BASKETBALL: footnote¹

By Jonathan Andrew Perez

In the footnote: He read Basketball diaries, but he was Latino and he did not wear a shirt titled, Latinidad,…

Salve

By Alexandra Matthews

Bette was stirring her coffee when she saw the postcard, tucked between a large print arthritis monthly and debt consolidation…

Ants

By Kara Vernor

Maggie has clouds for eyes. Also, she barely talks. Other kids have asked her how those clouds got stuck there,…

Cosmic Micros 2020

By Neil Clark

Legacy My ancestors were star smugglers. Becoming a mule was their only way out of the darkness. They would hide…

CHRISTENINGS

By Sutton Strother

Bed A gift from Kayla’s father, who put her head through a wall when she said David Bowie was holier…

In Which I Learn Something from Something, At Last

By Nuala O'Connor

I was the one who took the photograph of the princess with her toes in the mouth of a man…

Moon Pillow

By Jennifer Wortman

After three days, my husband comes home with the moon pillow, still in its plastic. I don’t know how he…

Operating Instructions for Your Broken Heart

By Kendra Fortmeyer

These are the things you may not do: You may not hide in or under your bed without speaking for…

Swan Songs are Just Human Songs with Feathers

By Jennifer Fliss

It was the off-season and we were left to the rain that mourned the tourists. Paddleboats masquerading as swans. Swans…

Quarantine Reading with Chelsea Stickle

By Chelsea Stickle

There are collections that are so good that instead of ripping open the packaging they come in and reading until…

Love Street Blues

By Meg Pokrass

I wanted to live on Love Street when I grew up. To steal paperbacks about salvation sex and hide them…

Centipede of the Year

By Jules Archer

To the centipede I tried to kick down my drain but refused to go. I see you there. Being better…

Interview with Megan Giddings

By K Chiucarello
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K Chiucarello: First, I want to say congratulations on your recent Paris Review publication. It is such an astounding essay.…

Of Photography and Truth

By Jason Jackson

Image You’re always embarrassed in photographs, holding up your hand, saying wait, wait, and it’s your hair or your makeup…

5 Flash About Life’s Beginning & 5 Flash About Life’s End

By Veronica Klash

Stories about endings and stories about beginnings cannot be mutually exclusive. Every ending is a new beginning and every beginning…

Small Talk

By Marcelle Heath

Around the dining room, the guests make small talk. The talk of some is so small, it is quark-sized. Some…

Supporting Black Lives Matter

By Fractured Lit

Fractured Lit believes that Black Lives Matter, that Black Voices Matter, that Black Art Matters. We believe that the power…

Motherhood/Mouth

By Rita Ciresi

Mother is desperate.  Baby will not stop crying.  Her toothless maw quivers, her eyes slit, her cheeks squinch red.  Mother…

All False Starts

By Pamela Painter

That the dog didn’t bark was the first sign.  Who acts like that, who, tell me who acts like that…

Almost There

By Pamela Painter

He hands me a place card, high rag-content, from our glittering table with someone else’s name in calligraphy so elegant…

5 Greek Refusals: A micro series

By Matt Bell

Because the princess was dying of love for the suitor, the suitor who was so athletic and so strong, the…

Finding the Voices: An Interview with Cathy Ulrich

By Cathy Ulrich
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Cathy Ulrich’s story collection, Ghosts of You, published by Okay Donkey Press, hums with the chatter of forgotten women. Ulrich…

DARK: Four micros

By Tara Isabel Zambrano

Living so closely When the girl falls off a cliff, a few people hear a shriek, see a black dot…

So Much Closer Now

By Cathy Ulrich

The girl detective has just turned fourteen. She will be kidnapped a week before her fifteenth birthday, ice cream in…

Tiger Free Days

By DeMisty Bellinger

The telephone poles looked like crucifixes. I had the time to contemplate them, and that was how silent it was.…

Undark

By Lori Sambol Brody

During the day I paint numbers on watch dials so they shine luminescent, but when the factory bell rings, I…

One Minute Thirty-Five Seconds

By Caleb Ludwick
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She wakes to a white-bellied blur, a frantic smudge of a bird looping the motel room. It jerks sideways like…

Marked

By Desiree Cooper

The guide led the small group of tourists through the grand foyer of the Powell Hall plantation house.  Madison shambled…

All and Sundry

By Candace Leigh Coulombe
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Do not let your children stand in the shopping cart. Do not let them ride in the bottom of the…

2024 Micro Prize Shortlist

By Fractured Lit

Here is the shortlist of 20 micros we couldn’t stop discussing! We’re excited to have sent these stories to judge…

Sweetie Come Brush Me

By Leesa Fenderson
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1. I jump on my bicycle and keep my head straight when I see the girls a grade ahead of…

The Ox and the Magpies

By Suqi Karen Sims

The yellow, lazy heat trickles onto the rice patties still humid with promise. It soaks into the straw hat of…

“Maya is considered an illusion”: A Conversation with Patricia Bidar on Wild Plums

By Erin Vachon
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by Erin Vachon In Patricia Bidar’s debut novelette Wild Plums [ELJ Editions, 2024], Maya moves to Oregon with an older…

Or the Highway

By Holly Pelesky

You can see the backdrop of my loneliness from the interstate. Today it’s an advertisement for the World’s Largest Truckstop,…

Lines Left

By Katie ten Hagen
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My dad mowed the lawn every Saturday morning—weather permitting—for seventy-two years. Vacations were scheduled around it, plans turned down, brunches…

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