Flash Fiction: Fleas on a Griddle by Mark Tulin
We giggle a lot and engage in baby talk. Her four stuffed animals lay in different positions at the footContinue Reading
We giggle a lot and engage in baby talk. Her four stuffed animals lay in different positions at the footContinue Reading
We drove past the Philadelphia Zoo and turned onto the City Avenue ramp. These were my uncle’s people. PeopleContinue Reading
When Miles arrived at work, the office staff greeted him with funny looks, some were either giggling or bentContinue Reading
“Hold me,” Karima demanded, no longer feeling like an alienated exchange student missing her country, but a self-assured youngContinue Reading
I was unable to run to the door or reach for the wall phone. I tried to talk Huey downContinue Reading
Jared convinced himself that he didn’t want to go. In his mind, his father wasn’t worth the time ofContinue Reading






