Description: #Audio. #FlashFic A class project leads to some contention. Excerpt: Marco was the first to really be on board with the idea. “Actually,” he said, his slight Italian accent softening the other student’s name,

Description: #Audio. #FlashFic The fifth witch tells her story. Excerpt: But not in Kansas, because, really? Kansas? Grasshoppers and wheat fields are just NOT her thing. Instead, she settles in Minnesota, where she’s attracted to places called Blue Ea...

Description: #Audio. #FlashFic A woman tries to her sleep while her partner is on a remote mission. Excerpt: And when the chatter goes silent, when the signal is too weak, too far away, or the remote team is dealing with situations too sensitive to be ...

Description: #Audio. #FlashFic His collection of storms might save them all. Excerpt: But Sam – that was his real name – went on collecting, stuffing sunrises into jam jars and snow storms into pickle bottles.

#Audio. The bathtub mermaid babbles about her 6-week post-op ortho visit. Excerpt: On July 11th, I had the ACL and ALL replaced in my left knee, and my meniscus trimmed. 6 Weeks Later, I’ve finally been cleared to put weight on my involved leg,

Description: #Audio. #monologue Composite character study about anxiety and gender dysphoria. Excerpt: At the beginning of my last semester of my senior year of high school, I finally broke. I would go to school in a dress and something would shift in ...

Description: #Audio. #FlashFic #Fanfic One drinks and Knows Things, the other tends bar and Listens. Excerpt: “Do you always drink alone?” the voice is warm, low-pitched, and absolutely female. Tyrion looks up into a dark brown face.

Description: #Audio. #Essay It’s my birthday, but my stepfather died three weeks ago, and I want to talk about him. Excerpt: By the time I got to high school, we had begun to form a solid friendship, partly out of convenience.

Description: #Audio. #FlashFic A first-contact mission goes horribly wrong. Excerpt: At first, I thought the fluctuations in the power grid were a result of the ion storm we’d passed through. Then I realized that the living fire was also fluctuating.

Description: #Audio. #FlashFic A little girl muses about magic and non-magical parents. Excerpt: If I looked back at my mother, at her hands gripping the steering wheel, would I see the remnants of energy crackling around her fingers?