Dr. Farber bounced a black, leather whip in her palm when she said the ladies in our classroom would find Taoist sexual philosophy especially interesting.
Is This a Date? by Huda Al-Marashi
Category: Flash
No Sign of Daddy by Darrelyn Saloom
Mama said the reason she tossed Daddy to the curb was because he’d been living in a Georgia prison for getting lassoed into a counterfeiting scheme.
Hands by Betty Jo Buro
I draw morphine from a tiny glass bottle into a needleless syringe so it can be expelled quickly under her tongue.
American Dream, 2013 by Sydney Lea
The literary symposium is over for the day. Wanting a bit of time to myself, I have come to this pleasant restaurant overlooking Lake Bled, that jewel of Slovenia.
Lady Business by Megan Romo
“I missed you last week,” I said, staring at a water spot on the speckled ceiling.
Zwischenzug by Paul Rotter
Some nights after a long day, I skip dinner and escape to the screened patio with a glass of whiskey in hand.
Still Recovering: A Junkie Confession by Kerin Sommer
Just the recognition of the name, the queen of synthetic opioids, fills me with anticipation, guilt, and fear.
Psychiatry, Tokyo Style by Jonathan Mack
It must be difficult to work all day beside a storeroom full of mind-altering drugs. Certainly it would be hard for me.
Like Momma by Lonette Stayton
I want hair like Momma’s. Big and fluffy, it looks like one of the clouds that floats across the sky.
Thesis by Thomas Wells
He walked to the front of the class, wisps of hair swirling around his head like tiny ghosts and looked at us with abysmatic blue eyes. I noticed that his hands were shaking.
