Welcome Our Newest Associate Flash Fiction Editor, Lori D’Angelo
We’re excited to welcome Lori D’Angelo as an Associate Flash Fiction Editor for jmww!
We’re excited to welcome Lori D’Angelo as an Associate Flash Fiction Editor for jmww!
Those arm wrestlers kept at it, a man winning and a man losing, because somebody always won, and somebody always lost.
She looks every bit human: unsure, full of enthusiasm, hungry for love, the corners of her mouth twitching as if she’s about to say something but doesn’t.
Once I stopped pretending and started talking more about my fiction, I realized a lot of those science journalists I look up to as being so science-y also have these other interests, whether it’s painting or fiction or something else. So maybe it didn’t have to be a secret all those years!
Some winter days find you
trying on a new coat of ice,
It’s a kind of locket, and inside the locket is a little domed window, and inside that is a little velvet pillow, so tiny, a bug could barely get its head comfortable.
Maureen pressed her face into her doll’s belly and wished for quiet. She wanted God to take her back just one day.
Before I begin my family history presentation, I let my classmates know I’m Black.
Between my daily commute to the office and my endless parental chauffeur duties—to school, church, piano lessons, and t-ball practices—I burn through fossil fuels at an alarming rate.
She’d gravitate toward the patterns with a mixture of curiosity and loathing, the way you can’t tear your eyes away from a gruesome sight.