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By Big Ed Magusson
Future Plans
That Moment

By B.K. Bilicki
Shared Sight

By Daddy X
Aftermath, 70's Style
Newbies and the Rules
Playing With Dolls
Regular Places
Smoking Section

By Ian D Smith
A Good Settlement
Almost Ghostly
Anything Evil
Can You Get Away
Fuck Me Hot
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new Great Opportunity
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Scene Setting
Stone Angels
Welcome to Him
Worth It

By Jacqui Greaves

By Mairead Devereux
Giving Up Is Hard To Do
new The Valley

By Penelope Lake
It's Too Hot for Yard Work

By R.E. Buckley
Flasher Feast
It's Just a Dream
Ship Breakers
Such Things as Soldiers...
Time Capsule

By Rose B. Thorny
The Reason for the Season
The Shampoo Girl

By Steve Isaak
Flasher Feast
Jailhouse Sleepover

By Valentine Bonnaire
Happiness was his warm gun
Year of the Snake


Flash Fiction
by Rose B. Thorny


Flash FictionLegs.

Shapely, well-defined.

Silky sinew leading to ­ To where?

Ascent to heaven? Or a spiraling stairway descending into hell?


Yes, both. The best of both afterworlds.

Silk stockings? Nylon? Sensual sheer? Slutty fishhet?

None at all? Nude? Bare, soft flesh ­ all the better to bleed? Decisions, decisions.

My lens focuses, magnifies the pain of her indecision, expands the hollowness of her unreality. She chooses sheer black to fill the void.

She recently acquired a fine, appropriate instrument. No common knife for her; she has a scalpel now. Perfect. I've watched her grow. She aspires to perfection, pursues it as a bloodhound tracks the hot, maddening scent of elusive prey.

I capture glinting steel. With surgical precision, she presses the blade into the fatty, white-cream bulge above the line separating dark and light.


The crimson line oozes, blurs the either-or conundrum, bleeds pain, clarity.


So close to her cunt, to that other wet, red darkness.

Her purpose isn't death, and yet… is that not the only truee perfection?

I focus on the silent "O" of her lipstick-reddened mouth, the ecstasy of oblivion meeting reality.


Would she do the same in dying? Could I capture that perfection perfectly?

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