Posts Tagged ‘Flash Fiction’

As If Nothing Ever Happened (Spoken Word Excerpt)

June 29, 2018

Hey, everyone! Here’s a spoken word excerpt from my flash piece: “As If Nothing Ever Happened,” recently published by The Rye Whiskey Review Literary E-zine:

Thank you to everyone who continues to support my work!

JLR


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As If Nothing Ever Happened @ Rye Whiskey Review!

June 28, 2018

 

Hey, everyone! I’m proud to announce that my flash fiction piece: “As If Nothing Ever Happened” is now up on The Rye Whiskey Review. Please read and leave a review:

http://ryethewhiskeyreview.blogspot.com/2018/06/as-if-nothing-ever-happened-by-jesse.html

Thank you,

JLR

As If Nothing Ever Happened (Short Story Excerpt)

January 17, 2017

December 26th, 2017.

Stark City, Oregon.

1:11 p.m.

“I don’t care who you are to anyone else,” he said, fists clenched at his side. Restraining himself. “You’re nothing to me anymore.”

She looked hurt. Once, she’d been the world to him; everything. His eyes sparkled when he looked at her. Now, his eyes looked hollow; reflecting something she couldn’t understand. “But…it’s been three years.”

“I don’t care if it’s been ten. Or a hundred. Or a thousand.”

They stood on the vaunted Stark City archway. Above them, the dismal sky threatened rain. Below them, Stark Boulevard pulsed like an artery through the heart of downtown. This chance meeting had ruined an otherwise mellow day. He’d seen her on the archway and averted his eyes, determined to pass without a word. But she’d called out to him in a jovial tone. Called his name and walked over to him.

Grinning.

As if nothing ever happened.

He exhaled. Not a sigh, but a sharp, sudden eruption. Almost a warning. Just the sight of her brought everything back.

All the angst.

All the anguish.

All the anger.

“Look,” she said, offering a conciliatory smile, “I’m sorry about how things ended between us.”

He glared at her. The her from his dark, sordid past. The her which almost every man has once known and left behind. The her he associates with pain.


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