rkalajian's published ficlets

  • Still Dead

    It wasn’t as if he hadn’t died before. This time was just…different.

    His head still swimming, he tried to make it to his…

  • He Ran

    With that, he ran.

    There was no time, no place. Just his feet hitting the asphalt and the sound of his breath.

    The things t…

  • His Blood Ran Thin

    It was raining. I hate the rain.

    The body was still warm, blood running thin like a cheap marinara. His face was contorted…..

  • Martini

    I had been staring down the martini for the past 2 hours, not able to bring myself to choke it down.

    What was it with this p…

  • Drums of War

    The beat was constant in their thoughts. The men had been separated from their unit for three days now and all they could hea…

  • The Great Tree

    Gnarled and twisted, the ancient tree towered over all others on the small island.

    She was so old, that some say she witness…

  • Two to Tango

    They say it takes two to tango, but here I am doing a damn fine job by myself.

    I guess I was just born to dance.

  • Collector

    Joey was a collector, after all.

    Target: Silly Susan Shoemaker. His bid was set. His eyes on the prize. She was the last one…

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