2017 Valentine's Flash Fiction Winner

Tucked in the curtains of her balcony, the girl watches the parade march below, but she cannot feel the scorch of it. The crowds...

She watched him basking in the dawn by the river, the butterfly man. She gave chase, with net and long legs, and he was eagerly...

The printing nozzles skittered back and forth with eerie grace, laying strands of snow-white tendon over black carbon-fiber bone...