Flash Fiction: Too Much, Too Soon

Art by Christina Weidman

My latest flash fiction for The Rumpus is up now. Here’s a preview:

“It was a tidy, modern graveyard in California and traffic zipped by regularly, but the place terrified me. I got it into my head that if I took a single breath as we passed by it, someone I cared about would die. So I held my breath for a quarter of a mile every day, nearly passing out from the responsibility of keeping all the people I loved alive. Of course, they mostly didn’t notice.”



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