flash fiction

Shelter

Tonya R. Moore
 

Twilla’s Beast was hollow-bellied, the lumbering juggernaut, a comfy shelter built just for her. Light years away, amid a war waged in space, an enemy warhead had blown a gaping hole into the back of its head, leaving a gnarly mess of […]

Green Day

Tonya R. Moore
 

Debbie Dent wore pastel pink to work on the day the world went straight to hell. That morning she’d come by the coffee shop where I worked, batting her fake eyelashes and bragging about her lavish Bora Bora vacation with her stinking […]

Tribute

Tonya R. Moore
 

Rasta man gone astray; the devout artist had adopted flesh for his canvas. Everything about him was dark, the curl of his brows, and even his countenance when he eased back and stood, studying his handiwork. The silent woman in the claw-toed […]

Vertigo

Tonya R. Moore
 

A quintet of scared birds makes a mad dash for the ragged cliff’s edge. They take to the sky, a flurry of frantic appendages. I, the usurper having stolen their dusky roost, crouch there gasping for air. The muscles in my legs […]

Mermaid

Tonya R. Moore
 

Say the only dream you ever had was blue, a cool brilliance that engulfs everything in the universe. All you know of your place in the monochromatic everything is webbed feet, jewel fingers and a certain unnamable longing. You reach upward and […]