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dawnsteffler.bsky.social
Bath Flash Fiction Winner • Smokelong Fellow • Storyknife • Wigleaf Top 50 LL • 2025 Best Small Fictions • words in Pithead Chapel, Flash Frog, Ghost Parachute, Fractured Lit, The Forge • dawntasakasteffler.com
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My condo is dad-less.
 The freeways are dad-less.
 The cheapo motels along the interstate are dad-less.
 Dad’s house is dad-less too although it still smells of Dad Gorgeous poetry by Elise Glassman @themetaworker.bsky.social

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“Do you see it?” She was almost hyperventilating with excitement, pointing to where a clump of fruit flies was floating in a liquid grave. I hesitated. “It looks like your father.” Read this winning flash story by @kellypedro.bsky.social in CRAFT Literary

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I think of the widow marching down the mountain to claim that government check. I think of myself with a fox for a mother.  Another essay that leaves me utterly speechless. This one is a must read. @jesselkercheval.bsky.social in CRAFT Literary

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ooooh! I will be registering for this!!

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popping of BSF 🍒 in progress thank you @mattkendrick.bsky.social and @welkinprize.bsky.social

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"She walks quickly toward the door, doesn’t want anyone to catch her in the act." I love this extraordinary piece of writing. Completely riveted by this @dawnsteffler.bsky.social story. 💙💙💙

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So much unsaid. So much understood. So much tension. Ooof. New by @dawnsteffler.bsky.social.

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I was holding my breath. Love the way Dawn wrote this.

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The air inside the plane is vodka. Allison Field Bell writes some of the most gorgeous and powerful CNF out there @allisonfieldbell.bsky.social @riverteeth.bsky.social

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you spilled tears and said nothing would ever be the same because without his helmet Buzz couldn’t breathe Love this meditation on the moments we bump up against the limitations of motherhood, but a child still can't or won't see it. @amymarques.bsky.social @fictivedream.bsky.social

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“My mom died,” I tell the man. “And it’s not jerky, it’s a piece of two-day-old bacon.” Tim, I'm tossing my writing in the river right alongside you. @johnjodzio.bsky.social @splitlipthemag.bsky.social

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“Wait. Am I dead, too?” “No,” he reassures her. “They just let me see you. They let me remind you. But I should go.” This is the most beautiful ghost story I think I've ever read. @anniejowrites.bsky.social @havehashad.com

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They make me look at trees and mushrooms and birds... and they call them immense rough-skinned intelligences and fleshy fruiting bodies of fungi and the ones who could still escape if there was anywhere to go I 🖤 apocalypse stories, this one is esp good. Julia Rose Greider @okaydonkey.bsky.social

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Wrote a thing for you. gabinoiglesias.substack.com/p/i-encourag...

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I always love revisiting the penny pinching, tv game show watching world that Jeff's stories inhabit. And this particular story has the most intriguing last line... read @jhhwriter.bsky.social in @yourimpossiblevoice.com

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Before the summer girl sang, they hadn’t known they had souls, hadn’t known they could be serious. Ah, @eileentomarchio.bsky.social your beautiful goat story! 🐐 I love this one and am so thrilled to be in a @gooseberrypielit.bsky.social issue with you!

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there’s never been a better time to evolve into another species—to start over as something non-human—than right at this moment So much great speculative climate fiction getting published nowadays (and what an adorable bird!) @jekwriter.bsky.social @gooseberrypielit.bsky.social

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Reading glasses perched on her nose, she circles around the table, sniffs the warm tangy aroma, digs out a dollop of the sweet and tart jelly with her chopsticks, and squints at it like a suspicious detective Can relate... great story Christine! @csquareh.bsky.social @gooseberrypielit.bsky.social

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