2nd Place in the TSS Flash Fiction 400 Competition (autumn, 2018)
In letters, they call you the late, as if you’ve failed to turn up for an appointment on ti...
3rd Place in the TSS Flash Fiction 400 Competition (autumn, 2018)
You can’t blow up a balloon without picturing the dolphins you worked with one summer. A dr...
Highly Commended in the TSS Flash Fiction 400 Competition (autumn, 2018)
One Sunday my father gathered the family together and told us it was necessary to em...
Highly Commended in the TSS Flash Fiction 400 Competition
My mother is coming over and I have to clean my bathroom. There are a thousand-thousand flecks of s...
1st place in the TSS Flash 400 Competition
Gail needs me. In the kitchen, on the calendar, is a reminder: Car. Garage. 9am. She’ll want me to take the car in...
2nd place in the TSS Flash 400 International Flash Fiction Competition (summer)
On a sun-warmed hill, above pastel apartments with towels draped from window ...
3rd Place in the TSS Flash 400 international Flash Fiction Competition
The bridge is up at border patrol. Blank Girl sifts through the rubble knoll of her be...
Highly Commended in the TSS Flash Fiction 400 Competition (summer)
Plump is good, they said and opened the box. A single Aylesbury.
I never know what moth...
