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  • Mrs. Shelton

    by Michael C. Ahn

    Seeing her allure was like discovering a beautiful nun shrouded in heavy habit. She kept her glasses on even though she didn’t need them for driving . . .

  • History

    by Cezarija Abartis

    The landlord was an hour late. Caroline would be staying on the third floor of the small apartment building. She sat on the front steps . . .

  • My Patent Leather Shoes

    by Konstantina Sozou-Kyrkou

    “Because the Lord loves fair judgment. He will never abandon those devoted to Him but He will protect them…”


  • Fragments of My Rape

    by Janna Vought

    Mosaic memory, / intoxication, swallowed swigs / of beer, Marijuana haze, / unsteady, leaden head, / sweltering / dance, tribal beat, sweat . . .

  • Precision

    by Carol Hamilton

    Scarlatti’s sheet music lies / on the floor near the piano / and a catalog for later perusal / is sprawled in full color / near the computer . . .

  • Death Poems

    by Laura Madeline Wiseman

    The colors here are always white, blue, tan, but over there they’re gold, the woman says as she crosses one state, another, Mount Blanca now . . .


  • Secrets in the Landscape

    by Cathy Herbert

    He looked like a hungry baby bird, gasping for breath, eyes watery and unfocused. At that moment, shortly before his death . . .

  • Backspace

    by Tracy Harris

    We used typewriters decades ago, and carbon paper and different colors of white-out. If we made a mistake we could correct not just the original letter . . .

  • The Three Graces of Ana Lydia Vega

    by Alison McMahan

    Recently my husband and I celebrated our wedding anniversary, spending the day at the Vizcaya Museum and Gardens . . .

Du Jour

I Have to Catch Fish so Jason Can Get Married

Apr 7, 2014 | 0 comments

by Matthew Sullivan

I have to find more fish tomorrow. If I don’t Jason won’t be able to marry Martha. Jason quit his job with Boeing because he was told he’d make a lot of money on a fishing boat. It wasn’t true.

Pornography and Poetry

Feb 2, 2014 | 0 comments

by Isabella David

“Nymph, in thy orisons be all my sins remembr’d” has always seemed to me the most perfect pickup line, although it didn’t work so well on Ophelia.


Jan 20, 2014 | 0 comments

by Rino Stefano Tagliafierro

“A tribute to art and her disarming beauty.”

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The 2014 Lascaux Flash fiction contest has a winner and 18 finalists:

Congratulations Jodi Barnes! And to everyone who participated. Subscribe to our newsletter to be informed of future contests:

The inaugural Lascaux Prize in Poetry contest is presently open for submissions. Winner receives $1000. Deadline is 21 June 2014. For more details please visit the contests page or read the guidelines at Submittable:


Hope to see you there!