The Venice Hit by Mark SaFranko
The Venice Hit by Mark SaFranko By now Nicodemo was growing bored with shuttling back and forth on the vaporetto. Though he’d tried all the others, most of the time he preferred riding the...
Freedom Fiction Journal An eclectic mix of all flavours of genre fiction
FFJ Editor answers about Superhero Fiction
FFJ Editor answers about Superhero Fiction Interview with Nick Fouriezos, a reporter with Ozy.com Nick: I was hoping to interview a Freedom Fiction editor or other staffer for some context about flash fiction stories,...
Loco Hombre’s Journey Home by Jay Helmstutler
Loco Hombre’s Journey Home by Jay Helmstutler Gonna drive this motherfucker Marcos out to the middle of nowhere and finish this shit. Or should I say, get this shit under way. Been four fucking...
A Choice by Anthony Freeman
A Choice by Anthony Freeman A thin silhouette of a young child crouched beneath an ancient wagon, her scraggly form wrapped in comforting shadows from prying eyes and the docks’ blazing midday sun. She...
Pairs by Frederick Foote
Pairs by Frederick Foote “Our mission here is to open this backwater of civilization to the opportunity and promise of the free market world. We’re here to liberate a stunted and manipulated population from...
Sponges by Mitchell Krockmalnik Grabois
Sponges by Mitchell Krockmalnik Grabois 1. Examine this cross-section of a woman, as seen by computerized tomography or magnetic resonance imaging. She disrobes. Though her image is blurred, her nipples are as sharp as...
Poet Slam by Mitchell Krockmalnik Grabois
Poet Slam by Mitchell Krockmalnik Grabois In early middle age, the poet laureate travelled the Skunk Passage, youth’s tattoos fading from her skin, the snakes, the roses on her breast, the grinning skeleton head....
Dermatology by Mitchell Krockmalnik Grabois
Dermatology by Mitchell Krockmalnik Grabois The Virgin Mary was special her whole life. The rabbi’s knew her fate from the start. The adoration started early. She was bred for saintliness and sadness, and that’s...
Bait by T. Mike McCurley
Bait by T. Mike McCurley www.tmikemccurley.com My jacket was smoking. That last shot had come a little too close for comfort. I ducked to the left and rolled across the street, coming up with...
Book Review: No Strings by Mark SaFranko
It has been quite a while since I felt like re-reading a book. However books which have a narrative in first person or are otherwise dealing with daily petty life issues seem readable more...
