Flash Fiction Runner-Up: His Face Was Abnormal ⚡️
by Jacquelyn Agliata His face was abnormal. Crooked isn’t quite the right word to describe the sinister smile he wore as I rolled over in our moonlit room. Perhaps devious? Monstrous? That’s not quite right either. Off. Off is the word I’m hunting for. His face was off. Where his warm, wholesome, loving eyes used to be instead protruded frightening pits. His pupils were beyond dilated, as if ink had fallen into the whites of Read more…