He walked to the front of the class, wisps of hair swirling around his head like tiny ghosts and looked at us with abysmatic blue eyes. I noticed that his hands were shaking.
Thesis by Thomas Wells
Category: Flash
An archive of all of the flash creative nonfiction / flash CNF we’ve published over the years. Our flash category is specifically for pieces up to 800 words.
Bob’s Keys the the Kingdom by Alexandria Peary
He lived in a 20-by-20 foot studio apartment for fifteen years. He washed his clothing in the sink, and the hallway reeked of his bathroom…
Burn by Cheryl Diane Kidder
“Not so fast,” he said, reaching across me and pushing the lock down. He undid the buttons on his jeans and told me, “Suck it. Then you can
leave.”
When the Light Changes by Christine Cooper
When the light turns green, no one else is at the intersection. My hands cross one over the other to round the corner.
October 20 by Margaret Ozmet
Why are they whispering? Wait, why is he looking at me? They’re both looking at me. I didn’t do anything. I totally didn’t do anything. Stop looking at me.
