The tour guide pointed at landmarks but my eyes were on the dancing woman in the window. She swayed in place with a smile I hope I remember.

Zane Castillo is a short distance runner.

She drove along the thickly settled road, wishing she had less time
free time to think and could spend more time mindlessly running
errands.

Helen Colby enjoys the satisfaction of completing four errands in the
time it usually takes to do three.

I can’t tell if the reflection in the tears in your eyes is the
moon or my phone as I text my new lover and tell you to go on,
without me.

S. Kay (@blueberrio) is the author of
Reliant (tNYPress, 2015)
and
Joy (@MaudlinHouse, 2016).

The groom and the mother of the bride skillfully danced to a waltz. Had they practiced?

Sarah Vernetti lives in Las Vegas, Nevada.

The night Mom died, Dad and I bought fried chicken on the way home from the hospital. We ate, stared at the bones, silently.

Alex Z. Salinas lives in San Antonio, Texas.

She hated how they talked in whispers at her bedside, brought flowers instead of baby toys, silently corrected her ‘whens’ to ‘ifs’.

Louise Carey is a professional worrywart, but sometimes writes instead. She tweets flash fiction @louisecarey25.

God spun two galaxies around in one hand to help her focus as she considered what to do with one star system’s colony of invasive primates.

Greg Hill rewrote Chapter 1 of Genesis using only seven-letter words.

Even after the wedding guests left, his fingers kept caressing the edges of the metal band in his coat pocket.

On the same day, Frederick Charles Melancon married the same girl twice. He tells people that it was just to make sure.

I stay busy, and pray when I remember. It’s hard to believe I said “I love you” in November.

Wesley Selman lives in the great state of Texas and writes under the influence of tacos and cheap tequila.

The immortal man looked at the stars, realizing his species would never go there. A lack of curiosity in DNA. The curious had chosen to die.

Every morning, Evert Asberg (@EvertAsberg) looks into his notebook to see what stories came bursting out of him that night.