My life is a Candle
When I was first lit I burned brightly protected from drafts within my home Every little flicker was exciting as the wax ran, my flame grew higher my strong…
TalonJay
16 stories written on Ficly, 2009–2012, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
How to Survive an Explosive Decompression
In her entire life she’s never had a bathroom break that sucked this bad. Seeing the cardboard on the paper roll is one thing, plungers another, but this was a…
Bumper To Bumper On A Logging Road During A Storm
Rain falls on pine trees, gathering among the needles becoming fat drops that fall with a thunk, thunk, thunk on my roof Between the swishing blades of my…
The End Of A Crime
Cling. Cling. Pa-tink-tink. Pa-tink-tink. The hammer bounces on the red glowing steel, slowly stamping the edges around the sizeable chip that notched the…
Talking Practice Over Dinner
Glasses and dinnerware clink, laugher mixes with murmurs within the edible background noise. We are waiting for our plates to arrive. “I’m really trying to…
When I Let My Hands Talk
A writer will always write to an audience who might never see the words, so in essence then a writer is always talking to themselves. * * * * Mmm, yes, the…
A Fan Story to My Avatar
Never in the history of aerial combat has there been an Ace like you. You began as a rookie, still in flight school, when your field was placed under sudden…
Supernatural Superstition
He doesn’t believe in ghosts, but he does believe in haunted places. Some towns, he can’t even visit, because it seems every street corner is inhabited…
Stood Up
I was standing there, under the tree that you told me was going to be the meeting spot. I looked for you. You said you were going to wear a red dress, and in…
Spatters
It drips from my eyes, down my cheeks, collecting across the lines of my jaw to drip off and onto my chest, to join the rivers that flow there from around…
I can't believe the news today
There was something that resonated with her. Something in her eyes as she stared back at the camera, seeing it there but looking past it in the way that only…
Event Zero
Screams from the rear duet as they lock, laying down molten rubber. The straps hug my chest. I am a black belt, exhibiting my moves. Clutch pedal in E-brake…
Engine Driver
I opened the door and closed another he ran out and you followed I never saw you again if I had, I would have told you that it was a test the lesson this time…
Finger Paint
Mr. and Mrs Olivare had learned long ago that their son’s creativity could not be stopped- he had what those with odd humor would sarcastically call “natural…
Based on True Events
“Has anybody ever told you the story-“ I’m yelling even though he’s in the passenger seat next to me. We have the windows down, the sunroof open- I’d be…
She is but a blind mute, and I a ghost
The thrum of the diesel engines mixes with the hiss of hydraulics as the rolling carapace allows passengers into its warmth. She steps in on the third stop…