Here are aquatints of lost kings and queens, birdcages lined with maps of the heavens, and glass-covered boxes containing games with odd numbers of mismatched but exquisitely carved tokens and boards covered with intricate eye-bending geometries.
These are all forgeries.
Read it here.
For about four years, I was part of group of writers who delivered a new flash fiction story every weekday at The Daily Cabal. During that time, I contributed a story or two each week.
I’ve got links to twelve of my favorites below.
We never let birds nest on him, even though the flat of his top hat was popular roost.
Read it here.
Little is known of the activities of the celebrated writer Jorge Luis Borges after he faked his own death in 1986.
Read it here.
As we expected, the hard part was getting the ice skates on the alligator.
Read it here.
Walking home from school, I’d see him on the other side of the street, walking just as slow or fast as I did, swinging a Six Million Dollar man lunchbox that had dents in all the same places as mine.
Read it here.
There’s a shivering you feel in the air, and you can tell it’s coming from outside you, not inside.
Read it here.
For each question there may be more than one correct answer.
Read it here.
From the empty apartment, we heard official confirmation: the moon had started targeting earthside cities.
Read it here.