Ariel Riveros Pavez

flash fiction

  • Confabulaaaation

    Napoleon at the battle of austerlitz saw the collapse of the austro-hungarian while sharing horseback with Papa Joseph Haydn who’s corpus defied Aurelius miraculous lightning and ricocheted backwards propelling cute barbarians to gather and think “shall we cause the fall… Continue reading

  • Flash Fiction: Houmed

    Home is a forest romance. House is linear. The wood panelling at my place is made of aluminum. Nice fake forest romance. Aluminium forests are growing. Reused brick appeals. I might get a fake chimney at mine churning out firewood… Continue reading

  • Flash Fiction: Findings

    Things I found on the way home: a mini chupa chup strawberry sour, shrinkwrapped. a lilac boiled lolly, shrinkwrapped, half used Cortic -DS 1% cream 30gm, 5 cents. I’m on a bus on City Rd near Victoria Park a motorbike… Continue reading

  • Flash Fiction: 8 Weeks a Day

    Paul worked at a boutique real estate agency. He wanted to get ahead and worked hard at his leasings and sales.  After hours he dedicated himself to practicing his bass. He hadn’t played with a band for close to a… Continue reading

  • Flash Fiction: Rioting and Subsequent Looting

    <!– @page { margin: 2cm } P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } –> I dream about what’s happening to me. I dream my immediacy. I dream that I’m asleep and my muscles rest but my head sweats. It happens on and… Continue reading

  • Flash Fiction: First Draft Job Application

    *Demonstrated experience providing administrative and operational support in a large complex environment  I am in The Matrix and I farted unexpectedly and loudly. The day was saved. No further sequels were required. The world is now a far, far better… Continue reading

  • Flash Fiction: Pavlovi

    Ivan Pavlov and Anna Pavlova were brother and sister. In winter they would go ice skating in the public rink.  In the whitest Mitteleurop frost Anna would double axle gracefully. Ivan was there to catch her and skated at great… Continue reading

  • Separate Ghost – flash fiction

    I spent nights watching walls. Car headlights slithering past, in a series like cards falling. The traffic continued. On full moons the moonlight would shine cylindrically on my face. I finally saw him one night walk into the living room… Continue reading

  • To Cut a Pair of Scissors – flash fiction

    I don’t know if the scissors broke when the bird then sang. Abelito was seated on the chair. His wealthy grandfather called for the magic woman of the area to cast a spell – to bestow a charmed life on… Continue reading