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Wink Wink Contest
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I glow flash, write/teach/advocate for flash. But I’m wondering. When do we do this big, when do we go all the way, I mean fucking Double Down KFC big?
I want a contest where every submission is a blank page. Everything off the page.
Who will write the next silent symphony, the 4:33? The Godot of flash?
Who is up for a blank page flash contest?
Oh that’s just silly (or smart?). Let’s go 3, 3–a holy number, words. Give me 3 words. I’ll begin.
Dolphin Nachos, Bono?
(The award is a good book [my choice–it will rock ass], hot sauce [It will kill your spleen and brain. It will be hot like donuts or making out in the bathroom at that Halloween party] and a brand new deck of kick-ass cards [literary theme])
Tags: contest, flash, flash fiction, hint fiction
how about one character? http://www.abjective.net/info.html
That comment was not 3 words, Darby.
But seriously, Darby, I guess you just trumped my post. Kind of awesome.
They petted me.
About 20 years ago, I published a piece in The Quarterly that was titled — Now Do You Remember? — and then the rest of the page was blank.
Adolf couldn’t paint.
All there, waiting.
Dancing scrotum pole.
bag of dicks
I like the 20 years ago angle. I have to argue day-2-day that “flash” is not new. It is not “oh, kids today….” Get off my lawn, etc.
But.
Michael.
Enter my contest!!
Don’t u want a book, a deck of cards, a hot sauce???
Fucking A you do. I’m talking a bottle of hot sauce that will make you not want to pay taxes, no matter what the rational brain says. A serious hot sauce. Like Haitian born, which is always a good hot sauce vibe.
Why is no person responding in 3 words??
Respond your opinion, OK. Then respond in 3 words!! Enter.
Fuck.
(sorry–I am hyper 2night and drinking a leftover carafe of Ouzo.)
!!
Peregrine Carpal Unrest
Causal lifeless cunt.
But I forget
don’t stop believing.
shit is weak
Swab, then Pavulon.
Better be good.
Balls morris catapult.
can we enter more than once? i kind of want to enter a bunch.
u can enter all u want. I will judge this thing Drunk (caps intended) then send you a kick-balls prize package,
ainsi il va
Doll meats canvas.
Complete as bloused.
Shadow, then gone.
Is it over?
Listen here dickhead
Richard fucking Karn
Sleep with me
Richard Karn fucking
Melt some cheese
If not, go.
“Out.”
“Macbeth?”
“Literal.”
Columbian necktie tastes.
bump, set, squish
Honey covered scaphism.
Immured, we’re ungoners.
“You would… asshole.”
It is pronounced.
Coconut breast milk.
Eating hand-shaped flowers.
His anus bled.
Yes dear. Now.
Jesus Jerry, why?
I feel like
Scoop my eyes.
Camille. Once Cameron.
1
Bear now house.
2
Quark remembers you.
3
“Moneys n fridge”
how about one character? http://www.abjective.net/info.html
Lips shave red.
I loved vodka.
ugh that should be
“Columbian tastes necktie.”
That comment was not 3 words, Darby.
Pop goes Amelia.
But seriously, Darby, I guess you just trumped my post. Kind of awesome.
Genitals contain multitudes.
my outstretched wiener
Kerouac, Thomas, Lovelace
Amelia milks Denver
They petted me.
Baldwins miss James.
About 20 years ago, I published a piece in The Quarterly that was titled — Now Do You Remember? — and then the rest of the page was blank.
Forever, I live.
perfect.
I take bullets.
gargantuan feral orangatange
Shit? Piss? Fuck!
habitual emotional vacillator
I’m not drunk.
Cookie dough cocks.
Adolf couldn’t paint.
All there, waiting.
Vodka plus redbull.
Dancing scrotum pole.
bag of dicks
Now I’m drunk.
Oh yeah! Weed.
Can I play?
I like the 20 years ago angle. I have to argue day-2-day that “flash” is not new. It is not “oh, kids today….” Get off my lawn, etc.
But.
Michael.
Enter my contest!!
Don’t u want a book, a deck of cards, a hot sauce???
Fucking A you do. I’m talking a bottle of hot sauce that will make you not want to pay taxes, no matter what the rational brain says. A serious hot sauce. Like Haitian born, which is always a good hot sauce vibe.
Why is no person responding in 3 words??
Respond your opinion, OK. Then respond in 3 words!! Enter.
Fuck.
(sorry–I am hyper 2night and drinking a leftover carafe of Ouzo.)
!!
Peregrine Carpal Unrest
fine with that.
Carson recalls Sagan.
Mistletoe thumbs chuppah.
Causal lifeless cunt.
But I forget
don’t stop believing.
shit is weak
Swab, then Pavulon.
Better be good.
Balls morris catapult.
Then, everything moved.
can we enter more than once? i kind of want to enter a bunch.
u can enter all u want. I will judge this thing Drunk (caps intended) then send you a kick-balls prize package,
Louisiana hot sauce.
More wax, Mom.
“Whatcha readin’ fer?”
I loved once.
ainsi il va
Sunrise. She died.
Doll meats canvas.
Complete as bloused.
Shadow, then gone.
Philip Seymour Hoffman.
That’s nine words.
win
Dukes of Hazzard
Stone Mountain, Georgia
Nosferatu was crying
Is it over?
Listen here dickhead
Richard fucking Karn
Sleep with me
Richard Karn fucking
Melt some cheese
twice, never again
call in theladywiththealligatorpurse
If not, go.
Mickelson?? Bitch, please!
“tao lin”, maybe
no wait —
“tao lin”, maybe.
“Out.”
“Macbeth?”
“Literal.”
Columbian necktie tastes.
bump, set, squish
Honey covered scaphism.
Immured, we’re ungoners.
“You would… asshole.”
It is pronounced.
Coconut breast milk.
Eating hand-shaped flowers.
His anus bled.
Yes dear. Now.
Jesus Jerry, why?
I feel like
Scoop my eyes.
Camille. Once Cameron.
Bieber, conspicuous gallant.
1
Bear now house.
2
Quark remembers you.
3
“Moneys n fridge”
Lips shave red.
I loved vodka.
ugh that should be
“Columbian tastes necktie.”
Pop goes Amelia.
Rauschenberg already erased.
Genitals contain multitudes.
my outstretched wiener
Kerouac, Thomas, Lovelace
Amelia milks Denver
Baldwins miss James.
“Mom isn’t dead.”
Asshole cosmos chaparral.
Forever, I live.
perfect.
I take bullets.
gargantuan feral orangatange
Shit? Piss? Fuck!
habitual emotional vacillator
LOST: Heirloom wheelchair.
I’m not drunk.
Cookie dough cocks.
Vodka plus redbull.
Now I’m drunk.
Oh yeah! Weed.
Can I play?
fine with that.
Carson recalls Sagan.
Mistletoe thumbs chuppah.
Then, everything moved.
Louisiana hot sauce.
More wax, Mom.
“Whatcha readin’ fer?”
I loved once.
Philip Seymour Hoffman.
That’s nine words.
win
Dukes of Hazzard
Stone Mountain, Georgia
Nosferatu was crying
twice, never again
call in theladywiththealligatorpurse
Mickelson?? Bitch, please!
“tao lin”, maybe
no wait —
“tao lin”, maybe.
Bieber, conspicuous gallant.
Rauschenberg already erased.
“Mom isn’t dead.”
Asshole cosmos chaparral.
LOST: Heirloom wheelchair.
You, dad, you.
He wept; silently.
Antigravity helmet fail—.
“Seems sweet.”
“Damn.”
Yeah!
Let’s discuss semicolons.
These are great.
Baby shoes, used.
Was that good?
Jurassic Park IV
Elevator fart — whodunit?
Farting elevator? Caution.
Is this it?
Corby trouser press.
. . . but not yet.
Dog sweater nebula
You used twelve.
(OT: There are a lot of Timothys and Tims now that post only with their first names and make me nervous somebody will mistake them for me.)
double down hearburn
*heartburn
Together, we danced.
…or could he?
We were young.
She heaved lard.
Also:
Borinko juggled babies.
Bigfoots outside. Hungry.
Plastic surgeon miscut.
spooning in church
secretly, i feel
Paul is dead?
Beginning. Middle. End.
Much too much.
I did not.
Open your mouth.
Lady’sroom wickedwitch soulkiss.
i like hearburn, for real
Shaken Coke abortion.
She’s already gone.
You, dad, you.
Why yes. Sweet.
Nothing was forgiven.
He wept; silently.
Antigravity helmet fail—.
Disco men’s room.
“Seems sweet.”
“Damn.”
Yeah!
Let’s discuss semicolons.
Nothing. Something. Nothing.
It bleeds now
Ten percent off
Oh you didn’t…
Portmanteau bread box
These are great.
Who pays retail?
Baby shoes, used.
Blood box kite
“Hey, Hitler. Nice.”
“Oh, fuck. Ass.”
“Why? Hitler–bad?”
“Yes, you idiot.”
I fucked Bambi
Bambi woods?
almost but also
Bear, opened. House.
Your first orgy?
If you’d just–
under over through
God impregnated Mom?
Was that good?
Jurassic Park IV
Elevator fart — whodunit?
Farting elevator? Caution.
Is this it?
fuck me please
hah thats good!
thats great!
this life again?
faked his life
HOT ANAL JOUSTING
His life’s work.
Corby trouser press.
. . . but not yet.
Dog sweater nebula
Orphaned by weather.
(Contest closed yet?)
You used twelve.
(OT: There are a lot of Timothys and Tims now that post only with their first names and make me nervous somebody will mistake them for me.)
double down hearburn
*heartburn
Together, we danced.
We were young.
She heaved lard.
Also:
Borinko juggled babies.
Bigfoots outside. Hungry.
Plastic surgeon miscut.
spooning in church
secretly, i feel
Paul is dead?
Beginning. Middle. End.
Much too much.
I did not.
Open your mouth.
Holy shit good!
announce winner tomorrow
“never been worn”
“never been worn”
“pre-worn”
Lady’sroom wickedwitch soulkiss.
i like hearburn, for real
Shaken Coke abortion.
She’s already gone.
Why yes. Sweet.
Nothing was forgiven.
INSTANT CLASSIC
oooooooooooooooooooooooooooh shit.
me me me
Please, let’s not
1) Every time there’s
2) a contest like
3) this, someone always
4) pulls this card,
5) and, I sigh.
So it goes.
and so on
stop the bleeding
Disco men’s room.
Nothing. Something. Nothing.
It bleeds now
Ten percent off
Oh you didn’t…
Portmanteau bread box
Who pays retail?
Blood box kite
“Hey, Hitler. Nice.”
“Oh, fuck. Ass.”
“Why? Hitler–bad?”
“Yes, you idiot.”
I fucked Bambi
Bambi woods?
almost but also
catch fire bitch
Bear, opened. House.
Your first orgy?
If you’d just–
under over through
God impregnated Mom?
fuck me please
hah thats good!
thats great!
this life again?
faked his life
HOT ANAL JOUSTING
His life’s work.
Orphaned by weather.
(Contest closed yet?)
hello kitty menopause
care bear creole
my little potbelly
kabuki dick dance
Holy shit good!
announce winner tomorrow
star in turmoil
a delinquent mind
rub my gunt
Why’d I try?
Things done changed.
(Stole that from B.I.G.)
That will do.
“never been worn”
a mother suicides.
“never been worn”
apple nipple monkey
“pre-worn”
dollar store troubadour
she doesn’t swallow
neither will he.
adolf oliver tits
cunnilingus, the mighty!
oprah tucks hers.
INSTANT CLASSIC
oooooooooooooooooooooooooooh shit.
me me me
Please, let’s not
1) Every time there’s
2) a contest like
3) this, someone always
4) pulls this card,
5) and, I sigh.
So it goes.
and so on
stop the bleeding
catch fire bitch
crucified tamales rock
Txts maid public.
hello kitty menopause
care bear creole
my little potbelly
kabuki dick dance
star in turmoil
a delinquent mind
rub my gunt
Why’d I try?
Things done changed.
(Stole that from B.I.G.)
That will do.
a mother suicides.
Die death rebirth.
apple nipple monkey
dollar store troubadour
she doesn’t swallow
neither will he.
adolf oliver tits
cunnilingus, the mighty!
oprah tucks hers.
crucified tamales rock
Txts maid public.
Die death rebirth.
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