In This Issue: Jake Freivald
In This Issue
Two great new ones — Zombie March by Brynn MacNabb, and Mid-Autumn Moon by Lani Carroll — are brief enough to read even as the waters are rising, and if you need to wait until afterwards for Kafka’s A Fratricide... well, it has been waiting since 1917.
Be safe and dry. And if you’re not on the East Coast, send good vibes our way, and have a spooky time. Read more: HTML
Flash 10/2012, #1: Brynn MacNabb
“Amber,” he said. (Not “brains.”)
She ran a finger down the barrel of the shotgun, propped beside her. “Thank you for coming.” Read more: HTML
Flash 10/2012, #2: Lani Carroll
Classic Flash #62: Franz Kafka
Schmar, the murderer, took up his post about nine o’clock one night in clear moonlight by the corner where Wese, his victim, had to turn from the street where his office was into the street he lived in.
The night air was shivering cold. Yet Schmar was wearing only a thin blue suit; the jacket was unbuttoned, too. He felt no cold; besides, he was moving about all the time. His weapon, half a bayonet and half a kitchen knife, he kept firmly in his grasp, quite naked. Read more: HTML