the stinging fly issue 27 volume 2 Spring 2014

Sunday Sentence: Sleep in a Blue City by Helen Chandler

Sunday Sentence: The sentence(s) that touched me this week, out of context and without commentary. Inspired by David Abrams at The Quivering Pen. Peter feels as […] Read More

Sunday Sentence: Vision by Tiffany Briere

Sunday Sentence: The sentence(s) that touched me this week, out of context and without commentary. Inspired by David Abrams at The Quivering Pen. Now when I […] Read More

Sunday Sentence: Across the Bridge

Sunday Sentence: The sentence(s) that touched me this week, out of context and without commentary. Inspired by David Abrams at The Quivering Pen. Raymond in those […] Read More

The Thief’s Garden

“A good deep well is worth killing over.” He heard those words going through his head as he looked down at the lifeless body of his neighbor’s neighbor. The blood was still fresh from the wound and the eyes had only just begun to look unconscious. continue reading …

Sunday Sentence: Monsieur Ibrahim et les fleurs du Coran

Sunday Sentence: The sentence(s) that touched me this week, out of context and without commentary. Inspired by David Abrams at The Quivering Pen. Monsieur Ibrahim avait […] Read More

Sunday Sentence: The Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway

Sunday Sentence: The sentence(s) that touched me this week, out of context and without commentary. Inspired by David Abrams at The Quivering Pen. It is awfully […] Read More

Sunday Sentence : The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry by Rachel Joyce

Sunday Sentence: The sentence(s) that touched me this week, out of context and without commentary. Inspired by David Abrams at The Quivering Pen. Queenie parted her […] Read More

Muscle Memory

He could feel his heart pounding in his chest; pounding in function, not in pain. He was alive damn it! He knew he was alive. He could feel his body screaming at the demands he was placing on it. Sweat mixed with humidity, making his clothes feel heavier than cotton should ever feel. Part of him wished he could just strip down and run free. What would these people think of that? What would she think of that? continue reading …

Strength, Love & Water

Li-An sat on the edge of the dock, feet dangling, toes barely touching the water. She giggled as she swung her feet back and forth making ripples on the surface. Her imagination soared. continue reading…

Instant Replusion 1

When I first met her, I thought perhaps she was just having a bad day, or that perhaps she was evoking an unfortunate moment of self loathing in me. Lord knows at some point in our lives we’ve all had both. continue reading…