Flash Fiction Life Monologue
The Rhythm of Depression

“Depression is real. It’s like a thick cloud that refuses to ease up, it starts as a simple cover that doesn’t dissipate. It solidifies and drops like a boulder on your shoulders piercing into your mind and soul. It never seems to let up. There are moments it lifts after a series of exasperating heaves

Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu Slice of life
May I Never Wake

Anna listened to the closing credits of another episode of “Patriot Act”, the screen went white and the Netflix logo beamed on the screen. She shut her laptop and sadness overwhelmed her. She sat up from the couch and with a heavy sigh lifted her laptop and walked to her bedroom, her head hung. She

Flash Fiction Life Mkate Nusu
Sworn Friendship

“BURP!” Lenny roared through his apartment startling Boo, the dog, who lay by his side on the couch. “And here’s one more for you!” He smirked looking at Boo who stared back oblivious to the stench that was about to hit its nose. Boo lifted its paws to its nose and quickly dashed to the

Comedy Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu
The First Night Runner

Nyakundi couldn’t resist the urge, it was a moonlit night and the village was fast asleep. He needed to take a dip in the calm waters of the river. He quickly walked to the river, looked around to see if anyone else was there. He peeled his clothes off and steadily eased into the waters;

Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu Slice of life
Canned

“This is self-inflicted punishment”, Rachael remarked. “What is?” Dot retorted. “Drinking coffee to stay awake and binge watch episodes of Prison Break!” “You’ll live.” Dot was dismissive. “I haven’t worked all week. I keep running to the bathroom to sit on the can and sleep.” “That’s gross”, Dot snorted. “You have no idea! The occasional

Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu Tragedy Violence \
For May

“Everything is always a fight with you!” Kennedy was fed up with John’s endless temper tantrums. “We all have bad days, but not every damn day Is a bad day! Why do you have to take a dump on my parade every single day? Can’t you just be happy for me?” Kennedy hollered. John started



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