Flash Fiction Winner: Face Thieves ⚡️
by Tim O’Neal Dear Kathleen, My time is short. The worst has happened; I’ve become one of the faceless. You’ve seen them on the street—a crusty mass of brown musculature all that’s left of their old visages, hollowed-out eye sockets staring, gristly caverns of absent noses leering. We, the faceless, are all victims of the Thieves, who mysteriously appeared during the aughts. While the world was panicking about Y2K, fearing computer malfunctions would bring the Read more




