Mother’s Day Special
When my father slips into compression stockings, I wonder who will perm his new blond hair. I wonder who taught him how to apply lipstick,…
Lola treats herself to a burrito at Chipotle. The woman at the next register invites her for margaritas. Sure, Lola shrugs, even though she had…
Amy Brown’s mother was the bus driver, and so to get to her birthday party all the girls had to do was stay on the…
When they cut flesh again and again sometimes the muscle buckles, like how metal can only be soldered so many times before it’s fused to…
Another method by which clouds form is through the lifting of air by an advancing storm system or, more often, by the slope of a…
“Just pop it in the cooler, there. How is that so hard,” he says. “Just throw the damn thing in there.” My sister and I…
The editors of NANO Fiction love our moms! And over the years we have published quite a few stories about moms of every kind: wholesome mothers,…