Tag: Guernica/PEN Flash Series

Maria Esther Maciel: The Voice of Silence

August 2016

PEN/Guernica Flash Fiction Series: A couple at a restaurant is different from all the other diners.

Mark Budman: Three Strikes

July 2016

PEN/Guernica Flash Fiction Series: A meeting with Lenin and a bus journey with canine assailants.

Sara Majka: Maureen

February 2016

Flash Fiction: That morning Maureen could tell her ex-husband had been drinking, but still, she helped her daughter into her coat and went back upstairs.

Nicola Gardini: Lost Words

January 2016

Flash Fiction: “The last thing we need is to feel like we’re not even free in the house of the Lord!”

Maria Mitsora: Grace

December 2015

Flash Fiction: Here where I find myself in a razor-sharp eternity, grant me one deep free breath.

Melissa R. Sipin: Scorched-Earth

November 2015

Flash Fiction: I remember their voices. Hushed when the sun beat on our backs, loud when the moon returned, illuminating our darknesses.

Santa Rita de los Imposibles

October 2015

Flash Fiction:Pablo Angel chose to die in what he thought were American pants. I believe this.

Joseph Roth: The Mother

September 2015

Flash Fiction: Even while she lay in hospital she was trembling for the well-being of her son

Ben Warner: Luck

August 2015

Flash Fiction:“You’re so very lucky,” he said, “to live this way.”

Kristabelle Munson: Onyx

August 2015

Flash Fiction:"We pull the tide towards the shore."

Clarice Lispector: Monkeys

July 2015

Flash Fiction: “Macacos”

Ryan Bloom: Oh, The Places You Will Go!

July 2015

Flash Fiction: “Go? Stay?”— the uncertainty a stain of recursive ink, irremovable—“Stay? Go?”—the choice, the freedom to choose suffocating like a plastic bag atop her head.

Randall Horton: Because Hook Doesn’t Exist

May 2015

Flash Fiction: Convince yourself the race never stops running, that memory will eat you alive.

Aminatta Forna: The Ibex

May 2015

Flash Fiction: Ibex. He loves the majesty of the word. And she possesses a majestic beauty, it is in the ellipse of her eye, the rearward drift of her horns.

Aoko Matsuda: Love Isn’t Easy When You’re the National Anthem

May 2015

Flash Fiction:You were the only person in the whole building who wasn’t singing me.

Ananda Devi: Killing Stones

April 2015

Flash Fiction:They came with their guns and their tools and no time to contemplate Time.

Cormac James: The Scab

April 2015

Flash Fiction: Every now and then, for my troubles, I get a little reward.

Karissa Chen: Pomegranate

March 2015

Flash Fiction: Her name sounding like coming, like arrived, like I am here.

Bryan Hurt: Moonless

February 2015

Flash Fiction: Stars are not meant to be kept in boxes.

Alissa Nutting: The Transparency Project

February 2015

Flash Fiction: She watched her heart beating again and again like an unanswered question, like a phone in her chest that would not stop ringing.

Michelle Dove: Alt Vices

January 2015

Flash Fiction: When I feel a human-sized void, is it instinctual that I fill it with a human?

Natalie Diaz: The Quantum Theory of Suffering or Why I Look at the Moon

January 2015

Flash Fiction: Do you really think the moon only exists when you are looking at it?

Elisabeth Frost: Mother and Daughter

December 2014

Flash Fiction: The daughter, the one they think they made all by themselves, holds the hand, and holds also the head, unwise and old and greedy.

Amanda Michalopoulou: Deer in the Woods

November 2014

Flash Fiction: What, for you, is the clearest image of happiness?

Payam Feili: Walking on Water

September 2014

Flash Fiction: My mother is the goddess of the seas. My fetus still floats in her womb.

Xiaolu Guo: I Am China

August 2014

Flash Fiction: Now, dearest Queen, let me be direct—why I’m writing to you? I need your help in this country.

Chelsea Biondolillo: Raccoon, Pronghorn, Mule Deer, Ring-necked Pheasant, Fox

July 2014

Flash: The twisted leg, the handful of feathers.

Sally Wen Mao: Xianning

July 2014

Flash Fiction: Then she drew his legs. She skipped the body because that moment she forgot that men had bodies – chests, torsos, bellies and all.

Lina M. Ferreira: Practice

June 2014

Flash Fiction: I turn to see the man raising the stick and swinging it hard against the boy’s hip.

Rachel Yoder: Fart Mart

June 2014

Flash Fiction: I dream of fat cats wearing sweatbands trying to get in shape on treadmills.

Abeer Hoque: Dagger and Shield

May 2014

It’s that look he loves even though he knows she isn’t really seeing him. He’s part of the landscape, inside her inner eye.

Kaitlyn Greenidge: Axe Wound

April 2014

He wanted words to mean one thing. His cheeks burned. He knew this was a stupid wish.

Mieke Eerkens: View On An Accident

March 2014

When I came to the window, his motorcycle was lying on its side hemorrhaging gasoline and oil.

Mira Jacob: Everybody Is Looking for Somebody Like You

March 2014

It didn’t matter if they strolled from his periphery or sprinted up from behind. He felt them coming like a warm wind.

Eric Boyd: The Chains That Keep

February 2014

Behind him’s two bags on the curb. He needs the ride; I cut him a break.

Sung J. Woo: 1950

February 2014

What kind of a war was this, anyway? All we did was move from our house to a stranger’s house, then one after another.