‘Slush Puppies’ is taken from the flash fiction collection ‘This Is (Not About) David Bowie’ by FJ Morris and is available through Retreat West Books.
Nobody saw Priya fly away. The wind had upturned the garden wedding like a snow globe. It blew fascinators sideways and pulled hats into kites. It blew open purple dresses like broken umbrellas and snapped tablecloths up into the trees. Everything had to be pinned down, weighted and kept close. But nobody had thought toContinue reading “A Bridelope @ Former Cactus”
Published with Short Edition in Edmonton airport vending machine, Canada, December 2017 National Flash Fiction day flood / June 2015 Shortlisted in the Ink Tears Flash Fiction competition, October 2015 Longlisted in the Flash 500 competition.
You asked me: Where you from? And I told you but you asked again: No, where are you from-from? I was more puzzle than man at that point, because I don’t always remember that I’m black any more than I remember I have feet. Your parents, what about them? Same place, I said, and thenContinue reading “When you said nothing @ Stories for homes anthology”
Issue 6 // Secrets His gills gave him away – he could barely breathe in the office. Between ten and twelve each day, when the sun was just right, I saw him in the reflection on my screen. He was a ghost on my desktop, faded, with emails from clients running through him. He hunchedContinue reading “In a small pond @ Firewords”
Shortlisted for the Carried in Waves competition and recorded for radio. https://soundcloud.com/ucc98-3fm/the-sandman-by-freya-morris
Two-Timer; won third place in the Fiction Desk Flash Fiction Competition 2015 Two-timer I’m getting out today. I’ve made it through the programme and into the record books: the first man to have served Idaho’s new 80-year life sentence in nine. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want to be remembered for this. But I’mContinue reading “Two-timer – 3rd Prize”
May 2015 I’m thinking of shoving his head down the toilet. I won’t. But sometimes you just have to imagine it – the push, the flush, the wet hair and the struggle. Someone has chundered in one of the toilets and it’s so rank that it’s making me gag. He totally deserves a good rinseContinue reading “Blank Canvass @ Litro”