Read a collection of Experimental short stories and flash fiction pieces from the Summer Short Stories project. (Page 2)
My front tire hit a stray branch, sending a violent shudder up through my forearms.
They told me it was self-care. Then the wall exploded and the budget cuts started shooting.
Leo wanders through the sun-bleached ruins of a shopping mall, searching for people who haven't been digitally optimized.
I found forty grand missing in the city budget and all I got was this damp pamphlet.
Steve watched the notification pop up on Leon’s phone, a brief flash of text that changed everything before dinner.
He stared at the brass coin in her hand, the metal warm against the sticky summer air.
A routine summer ferry crossing turns violent when a tactical team boards, masking a high-stakes smuggling operation at sea.
Jane stood in the center of the sweltering beige room, waiting for the grief to finally break her.