Revenge and Viral Videos by M. D. Flyn Jill leapt into the air, trying to reach the feathered bauble. Servant 5 squealed in glee. Jill considered peeing on the servant’s blankie while she crouched down, ready to pounce again. The noises this little one made grated on her nerves. She … Continue reading →
The Blood Oath Bard by M. D. Flyn Groomnen woke with a grunt as he crashed to the ground. Iymbryl smirked down at him, foot perched on the overturned stool. He tucked his hair behind his pointed ears and stepped back. Groomnen growled at him, struggling to get up. He … Continue reading →
Hatred Loves Company: A semi-fable inspired by gay penguins by M D Flyn Zorge watched as Byni jumped in the pond. The little ones were all chattering in a happy flock. Byni’s red plumage was easy to spot, her tiger-striped extensions standing out. She was exploring her individuality with enthusiasm … Continue reading →
A Pyro’s Little Friend by M D Flyn I wait impatiently until I am alone, the only thing I don’t want to be. When Uncle leaves to deliver the chest of drawers, I slip from the workshop and run upstairs. I waited so long to start; the tension is clawing … Continue reading →
Staycation Rehab by M D Flyn Emma wiped sweat from her brow with a shaking hand as she shoved the last load of clothes in the dryer. She slammed the door, and the machine hummed to life. She grabbed the full hamper and lugged it back to the bedroom. Her … Continue reading →
A little genderqueer slice of life for you. Insomnicat by M D Flyn “There’s something wrong with Booger,” I stared at my tiny gray tabby, willing her to move. She sat there in a furry ball, slowly blinking in her sunny spot. “What’s wrong with her? She’s just sitting there. … Continue reading →
Good Old Fashioned Cookie Sabotage by M D Flyn Sam mixed her batter as she eyed her competitor’s back. Judith’s large hips stretched her floral dress. Her white bun belied the vigor she applied to stirring her batter at the formica counter across the church kitchen. The hum of the … Continue reading →
Liar’s Truth by M D Flyn “No! I don’t want a hot dog!” “Knock, knock! Caaari!” Beth pounded on the worn doghouse roof. “NO! Beth! You can’t come in!” she braced her dirty feet against the opening so Beth couldn’t see her cookies. Beth’s feet rustled in the leaves as … Continue reading →
The Problem of Annie’s Map by M D Flyn Ike watched the child coloring. Little fingers with dirty nails wrapped around a single red crayon, she carefully placed each line on a torn piece of newspaper. Hunched over the flat rock, not quite settling, ready to run at any point. … Continue reading →
Affirm by M D Flyn Sara felt the lights of a station flicker by beyond her eyelids. Meanwhile the subway car clattered on its way. The strap of her bag was clutched in her fist, weighing down her lap. She felt the heaviness of the skin under her eyes trying … Continue reading →
