Throwback Thursdays: Great Flash Fiction From our Archives

The Race Track, by Garth Ferrante

"i have only the grim silence of those planets..."

https://www.ekphrastic.net/ekphrastic-journal/the-race-track-by-garth-ferrante

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On the Road Between their Houses, by Francine Witte

""You can’t have buckets of rain and not lose something,” she says." (Scroll down to first response.)

​https://www.ekphrastic.net/ekphrastic-writing-challenges/ekphrastic-challenge-responses-istvan-farkas

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Seeing the Sights, by Kathryn Kulpa

"The fierce grip and gimlet eye of his bonneted missus hold him back."

​https://www.ekphrastic.net/ekphrastic-journal/seeing-the-sights-by-kathryn-kulpa

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Rose, by Meg Pokrass

"...Rose was born under a wicked moon."

www.ekphrastic.net/ekphrastic-journal/rose-by-meg-pokrass

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Giant School, by Federico Escobar

"Dead fishy things sprinkled the land and tiny river rocks became tinier river rocks, but the river was still there." (Scroll down midway to find Federico's story, but stay a while and read all of these gems: they are the finalist flash stories in our Bird Watching theme contest.)

https://www.ekphrastic.net/ekphrastic-journal/ekphrastic-bird-watching-contest-flash-fiction-finalists

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Pandemic Magi, by Jude Bradley

"The pale young man’s bushy ginger moustache and beard push against the pleats of his blue surgical mask."

www.ekphrastic.net/ekphrastic-journal/pandemic-magi-by-jude-bradley

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Case Closed, by Karen Schauber

"ANTS are social insects, so when one ant enters your home, others follow."

www.ekphrastic.net/ekphrastic-journal/case-closed-by-karen-schauber

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Against the Grain, by Helen Chambers

"I wanted him to watch me, but did not understand why."

https://www.ekphrastic.net/ekphrastic-journal/against-the-grain-by-helen-chambers

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Wheat Field with a Lark, by Dan Cardoza

"All her lovely sundresses rattle dead corn husks as she walks."

www.ekphrastic.net/ekphrastic-journal/wheat-field-with-a-lark-vincent-willem-van-gogh-by-dan-cardoza

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Into the World There Came a Soul Called Ida, by Devon Balwit

"My fifties unfold to the scrape of the bulldozer, the old house brought down along with its roses."

www.ekphrastic.net/ekphrastic-journal/into-the-world-there-came-a-soul-called-ida-by-devon-balwit

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An ekphrastic hatchling with her Daddy.

Call for Throwback Thursday Selections!

There are six years worth of writing at The Ekphrastic Review. With daily or more posts of poetry, fiction, and prose for most of that history, we have a wealth of talent to show off. We encourage readers to explore our archives by month and year in the sidebar. Click on a random selection and read through our history.
 
Our  Throwback Thursday feature highlights writing from our past, chosen on purpose or chosen randomly. You’ll get the chance to discover past contributors, work you missed, or responses to older ekphrastic challenges.

Would you like to be a guest editor for a Throwback Thursday? Pick 10 or so favourite or random posts from the archives of The Ekphrastic Review. Use the format you see above: title, name of author, a sentence or two about your choice, and the link. Include a bio and if you wish, a note to readers about the Review, your relationship to the journal, ekphrastic writing in general, or any other relevant subject.  Put THROWBACK THURSDAYS in the subject line and send to [email protected].

Let's have some fun with this- along with your picks, send a vintage photo of yourself too!