For sale: baby shoes, never worn. Have you read this before? If so, you’re likely much more familiar with flash fiction than when I first ventured across the genre earlier this year. If not, these six words represent flash fiction, or more specifically, one type of it — a six-word…

There was tremendous oddness about that day, as it was chronicled later. The sky above the town of Brezdo glowed in a surreal and beautiful haze of orange. It was November, late enough in the season for snow. Indeed, the temperatures had been well below freezing, and a few soothsayers…

I had never once in my life won at the game “Rock, Paper, Scissors.” No surprise. Tonight, I lost one last time against my brother. “Billy, you’re up,” said Mike, curling his mouth so much I wanted to knock his teeth in. “And no use whining little bro. …

A large, eager crowd gathered in the city square outside the parliament building for the expected event. Grey clouds filled the morning sky, lingering long, bringing a blanket of snow. Huddled together for warmth, the onlookers waited for the ritual ceremony to begin. A couple of dozen armored men stood…