Flash Fiction: Buttercup by Mark Tulin
Build Me Up Buttercup was blaring from the big speakers in the rafters. The melody stuck in my head,Continue Reading
Build Me Up Buttercup was blaring from the big speakers in the rafters. The melody stuck in my head,Continue Reading
At first, I interpreted his stare as being judgemental. Perhaps he didn’t like bald men or the way IContinue Reading
There was silence. My dad felt lower than any point in his life, even worse than the day myContinue Reading
She crouched like a tiger honing in on its prey. She sniffed and picked up the scent of aContinue Reading
It was Aunt Ida’s magical food, something that I thought she invented for the longest time. It was magicalContinue Reading
Confusion set in a few years ago, but recently its gotten worse. Before my mind went blank, I couldContinue Reading






