Kamalani's published ficlets
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Black Magic Woman
“We don’t take kindly to your people.”
Hypocrites. Fucking Luddites.
“We’re clean, God fearing folk.”
Clean? The Amish are…
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Ficletcentenial +1
I had decided to celebrate Ficlet #100 by writing a metaficlet.
Years after Ficlet #200 however, I got a visitor.
Apparentl…
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The Kraken
“Merry Christmas,” I called as the line shuffled past.
The first time I came down, I had had a destiny to fulfill. This time…
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Were-bie-pire-geist
When the TV movie cut to commercial, Danny returned to the bowl of candy. “This movie is boring,” he said around a mouthful o…
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Were-bie-pire
“Why not?”
“Um, because obviously something is very wrong about all this.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well last time I checked, ...
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Pi
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Second Attempt
He tried to open the door, but it was locked, he remembered, but again how? He hadn’t done this before, had he?
His left han…
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His First Haircut
Click
Sam’s eyes stream with tears as he locks himself in the bathroom. In the house of his father, Sam’s room has no lock…
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I'm Coming
The sweat pours from my brow: fucking waterfall. I stop the flow using the dirty rag with a faded stencil of last year’s hot …
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Five Minutes Ago
I am awake. Less importantly, I am alive.
One problem: I am not myself.
Like the persistent drip of a leaky faucet, my memo…
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Shrubbery
She had been in her bedroom, straightening her hair in the mirror, when she saw the flash of white and gold on her freshly cu…
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The Last Rock Hero
The Party Documentation contained the entirety of recorded mankind: all media catalogued and archived. Or so I thought.
In…
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Drowning
In the filter of the rain the knock had sounded like thunder.
I tiptoed to the door. Who was out this storm?
Peeking throug…
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The Butcher
“New shipment arrived, sir.”
“Excellent. Put them in the freezer”
“It’s mostly poultry sir, and the poultry space is full.”
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If you want to look for weapons, click here.
You look around you at the clean circle you’ve made in the dusty room. There are a myriad of cabinets and shelves, untouched …
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How To Beat A One Upper
I had him beat. But could I go through with it?
The handle was slippery with my sweat, my heart raced.
I looked him in the …
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Let there be Spam
“Why do my universes always come back to me?” the Spam asked.
With a mind deft from an eternity of practice, he hurled the m…
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Not now, not like this
Interruption before response: first a crash, then a scream. Bathroom window. Her scream.
I dropped the tackle box I’d been…
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Keep Moving
Keep moving. Two months after Z-Day, and I’ve observed some rules. Rule #4: Keep moving. Click.
Staring up the business en…
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