Welcome to Zan Xlemente, Zalifornia by Michael Shay
My daughter M went to a nuthouse in San Clemente and all I got was this lousy metal keychain with CALIFORNIA writ large the blue of the sea under a gold-and-orange/red sun.
My daughter M went to a nuthouse in San Clemente and all I got was this lousy metal keychain with CALIFORNIA writ large the blue of the sea under a gold-and-orange/red sun.
The trick is finding who to be like. It’s a natural inclination to admire those loud, flinging their arms up types, those who like how their own voice tastes.
New flash fiction by Cezarija Abartis, Gary Fincke, Jenny Hayes, Tiff Holland, Zac Locke, Margaret Spilman, D.R. Wagner, Leigh Allison Wilson, Sarah Ann Winn, Peter Wortsman, and Michael Shay
You stand before a platter of all the cheeses you could want. Swiss semi-soft and Parmigiano-Reggiano. Manchego from Spain and Basque Bleu.
It was his last wish, to be a mummy.