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Tag: flash fiction

January 20, 2021January 13, 2021 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

The Thirteenth Month

For all intents and purposes, let’s set the record clear that I wasn’t intentionally trying to break anyone’s heart.

January 13, 2021January 7, 2021 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

Thirty

He said, I can't imagine that. Living somewhere they don't speak my language. I said I couldn't either.

January 8, 2021January 24, 2021 Regina Lim Interviews

Breaking the Canon: Interview with K-Ming Chang, Sudden Fiction Guest Judge & Author of Bestiary

Something about flash fiction and short fiction is just so ripe with experimentation and with breaking boundaries and for kind of completely turning on its head what a story can look like.

January 6, 2021December 28, 2020 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

To Bask

A woman on the middle floor of the old Florida condo opens a sliding-glass door...

January 5, 2021December 29, 2020 Berkeley Fiction Review Announcements

2021 Sudden Fiction Contest Open!

Our annual Sudden Fiction Contest is now open for 2021. Send us your best and weirdest.

November 4, 2020November 11, 2020 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

The Smell of Dirt

I think there’s something about a funeral at midday, in the dead heat of summer. Something cruel and primal about the way the big glass windows of the chapel look out onto the grass lawn, where children at day camp are playing stickball and laughing and calling each other names.

October 21, 2020December 29, 2020 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

Fitting Rooms

I heard the sliding door of the bathroom creak before she opened the shower curtain a crack and looked inside. We made eye contact, and I didn’t say anything.

October 14, 2020November 11, 2020 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

Shirt

I am 100% silk. Please be careful with me! I catch easily on sharp things like hangnails or jewelry or a leaf blowing in the wind. Even a very harsh word or a mildly harsh word or a word like sure. There is no sure in shirt—it just sounds like it.

October 5, 2020November 11, 2020 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

How to Ask Your White Teacher for a Letter of Recommendation

Compliment her, ah, unfettered teaching style. Don’t mention the bewildering feeling you had in her class, one of being erased and reconstituted.

September 30, 2020November 11, 2020 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

Spent

It’s the witching hour, and I am the whittled witch: from lack of sleep, from a long, notched day spent with nothing to show for it save skin that’s been touched raw.

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