Flash Fiction and Poetry

The Stars Burn

Today:



"The world turns. The star burns," he said. He came…
April 12, 2019/by Chris Quinn

Relieve the Loading

For the necessary time,

the rope carried the New York wound.

The…
January 3, 2016/by Chris Quinn

Thanks to Jerry

The old man’s smooth hair was dark, nearly black. Flecks of…
June 5, 2015/by Chris Quinn

The Pilgrim

When I first saw him, I had just finished making camp beside…
January 12, 2015/by Chris Quinn

The Makeup Artist

Rebecca came home for the weekend for her cousin’s Communion;…
September 21, 2014/by Chris Quinn

The Balsa Airplane

The girl wound the rubber band propeller of the balsa wood airplane.…
August 27, 2014/by Chris Quinn

August William Orange

August William Orange woke to the clatter of angels bowling,…
August 18, 2014/by Chris Quinn

Dreams of the Trail

I begin to hike South, happy to be back on the trail

I get…
January 24, 2014/by Chris Quinn