The couple at the next table has brought a three-year-old to the wedding reception. Martha sports a pinched look, but we do not speak. Words have failed us. The child’s mother pours herself a third refill from the bottle of red; the father devours a shrimp cocktail. Their eyes tick everywhere except towards their bundle […]| Fractured
One time, a porcelain doll lived within a music box. Beautiful, everyone who saw it said, pale skin and dark hair, raised en pointe with hands brushing the sky, forever dancing in an endless twirl. The doll was fragile; everyone knew that, but no one paid much mind. It was safe inside its music box, […]| Fractured
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Congrats to all of our long-listed writers! Your story stood out to our readers and editors, and we’re excited to continue reading to find the perfect shortlist to send to Judge Dan Chaon! Longlist:| Fractured
More info on Fractured Lit's Micro Prize coming soon! Stay tuned for details on submissions, guidelines, prizes, and key dates. Full information will be shared shortly, so please check back for the official announcement and important updates.| Fractured
Registration for the Fractured Lit Micro Class with Tommy Dean will be open November 1–30. Details will be available soon, so please check back for the official announcement, finalized schedule, and important updates.| Fractured
More info on the Fracture and Fuse Prize coming soon! Stay tuned for details on submissions, guidelines, prizes, and key dates. Full information will be shared shortly, so please check back for the official announcement and updates.| Fractured
We want those stories that make a mystery out of the ordinary, that make the rational out of the mystical. We're thrilled to partner with Guest Judge Tara Campbell, who will choose three prize winners from a shortlist.| Fractured
We’re looking for stories that use flash fiction’s unique use of brevity and lyricism to create new twists on these familiar traditions. We want stories that take a slant approach, that create and illuminate the shadows, that awaken us to new ways of looking at our...| Fractured
The bruises bloom like purple flowers. Hibiscus perhaps. Hibiscus rosa-sinensis. The marks will fade to a deep blue. Like cineraria. Cineraria senetti. After that, a sickly yellow. Tansy. Tanacetum vulgare. You recite the names in your head, your mouth forming soundless words. A hairline fracture in the ceiling captures your attention. An imperfection in the| Fractured - Flash Fiction Magazine
My sister Jane and I make the ideal jigsaw puzzle partnership. She’s more organized than me, the one who categorizes and compartmentalizes, but I have all the patience. Most recently, we tried a 1,000-piece train travel scene. She dutifully separated the pieces into little groups - landscape, tray of food, luggage, maps. And then there| Fractured
Call your mother at 3 am, and when she asks why you are awake so late, tell her you recently learned that drain flies are fuzzier than fruit flies, even though both have made a home out of your sink. It’s important to keep people on their toes, so follow up this fun fact with| Fractured
The girl grows overnight after her mother dies–two extra hands emerge from her back, like the Hindu goddess Durga. Her forehead is lashed with lines, her mother’s curses roll on the surface of her tongue. They fall and clog the drains. The girl’s extra hands work as a plunger, extend to the fridge to pick| Fractured
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But I didn't ask for a dog. I asked for Grand Theft Auto. Mom says, “There are things in that game that are not age-appropriate,” and I say, “Like killing hookers after you pay them so you can get your money back?” She crosses her arms and looks at me, her forehead wrinkling, but I| Fractured