Flash Fiction #5: Life Support

Breathe.

The sickly, off-white glow of fluorescence. Sterile machinery, uniformed orderlies...

In, out.

Tubes inserted in uncomfortable places... when did I last have a real conversation?

Koooh, kaaah.

As I crush the former general's throat with a finger motion, I think, "It's not easy being Lord of the Sith."

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Flash Fiction #4: Romancing the Geek

His eyes rose to hers in desperate hope.

"Star Trek?" he asked.

She sighed and shook her head for the hundredth time.

"Star Wars," she replied.

He tried again: "Beatles?"

Again: "Rolling Stones."

"Chocolate?"

"Vanilla... This will never work," she said. "Unless... Marvel or DC?"

Anticipating rejection, he winced. Hesitantly: "Dark Horse?"

For the first time that morning, she smiled.

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Flash Fiction #3: Sadness is an Empty Bottle

You were gone when I returned.

Pouring the last glass of wine, I tried to remember what I said to make you go.

Surveying the remains of what should have been a romantic dinner for two, I drew a blank.

I meant to say that...

I will love you forever.

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Flash Fiction #2: Skepticism

I laughed in his face when he told me they were coming.

"I may be a paranoid sumbitch," he said, "but I ain't crazy."

"Sure," I said. "If I drank as much gin as you, I'd see little green men, too!"

That was the last time I saw Planet Earth.

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Flash Fiction #1: Gun Shy

She entered my life like a bullet. The first catch of her sharp blue eyes left me in shock. That night, we made love like a shotgun blast: hot, explosive, messy.

She left just as quickly, leaving only a gaping exit wound in my chest, bleeding out on the carpet.

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