Flash Fiction
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The lunch bell finally rang. Friday was pizza day at Anytown Elementary—served on a warm, robin’s egg blue plastic plate with a carton of cold milk. The kid next to me rolled his pizza up like a flute and jammed it in his mouth whole. Chewing, chewing, more chewing…then he started to choke. Fifth-graders then didn’t know CPR and the lunchroom
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Rocco had never felt more alone in his life. There were no sounds except the ones he made himself. He’d only made them to ensure he wasn’t deaf. Rocco wondered about the altitude. Maybe he’d die of a heart attack on the way down. Perhaps he’d splatter on the jagged peaks below like a bug hitting
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“Gee, Bronwyn,” Michaela said, peering into the water. “He’s been down there a long time.” “Doesn’t look like he’s coming back up, does it?” “I’m scared!” Michaela’s pale blue eyes welled up. “Of what?” Bronwyn demanded. “It was Bobby’s fault for throwing stones at us!” “I didn’t have to bash his head in!” Bronwyn shrugged.
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He’d had enough of humankind’s shenanigans. Zeus’s finger, poised and angry, hovered above the button. Hera tried to reason with him: “Give those silly mortals another chance, for Cripe’s sake!” she pleaded. “They can’t help what they are.” “They’re a hopeless bunch,” Zeus muttered with a maniacal grin. Meanwhile, back on Earth… Kim Jong-Un’s stubby,
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“That boy’s too old for you, Marie. He ain’t nothin’ but trouble!” “Oh, Daddy…“ Her father watched as they peeled out of the driveway in Leon’s Corvette. Rather than seeing a movie, they “went parking” at Tucker Lake. Marie was disappointed, but maybe Leon just wanted to talk & get to know her better. She
Ergo, the Ogre 