Oil & Water

1 Falling – like the bass drops in a good slow-banger, or a spirit broken – falling like tension in a dim club when the rhythm picks up – the sensation was unmistakably like falling. A few of us were dancing, thick kids and punks with dreadlocks, long fingers lit up at their tips withContinue reading “Oil & Water”

What I Am

Flash Fiction by Joshua Stelling Arch & Gravity Publishing 2002, 2021 Blood is red. Eyes are blue; even dead eyes keep their color, even though they can’t see anything anymore. They are still tired looking, still old. Cheeks are rosy, even if it is just the rose of blush. Things are easy to understand sometimes.Continue reading “What I Am”

Get Thee Behind Me

Flash Fiction by Joshua Stelling Arch & Gravity Publishing – 2013, 2021 A moment of clarity, as defined, for the streak of light that is a cloud.  It hovers of its own weight, but is not of its own.  Sunset is a string of such moments, frozen then but not alone.  Blue of cotton, whiteContinue reading “Get Thee Behind Me”