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Kristin Bonilla
@kbonilla.bsky.social
Writer | Flash Editor JMWW
It's just so primed for "This is just to say" treatment.

C'mon, poets. Rise and shine.
December 2, 2025 at 7:27 AM
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Congrats to our Pushcart nominees!
November 22, 2025 at 4:32 PM
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"Maggie ended up with Gouda. She didn’t choose him. He didn’t choose her."

Flash Fiction: Gouda was a Scottish Fold by Brendan Gillen

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Flash Fiction: Gouda was a Scottish Fold by Brendan Gillen
An expensive, sought-after breed, which Maggie only knew because she took a photo of the animal’s smushed face and uploaded it to Google. Maggie ended up with Gouda. She didn’t choose him. He didn’…
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November 26, 2025 at 4:02 PM
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"He explained that the fountain was about transformation. Water is motion. Life is motion. The flap of the wing, the angel, the bird. The carrying of each from one world to the next."

Oh my... this gorgeous and funny story about angels and hauntings by @bybethhahn.bsky.social is a must-read. ❤️⛲⚰️〰️🤯
"A month before she died, she stripped to her bra and underwear on a July day and climbed into a city fountain."

Flash Fiction: Not What the Living Think by Beth Hahn

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Flash Fiction: Not What the Living Think by Beth Hahn
A month before she died, she stripped to her bra and underwear on a July day and climbed into a city fountain.
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November 11, 2025 at 3:25 PM
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"Kai wonders if this is a drill or not."

Flash Fiction: All Clear by Alex Juffer

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Flash Fiction: All Clear by Alex Juffer
Kai wonders if this is a drill or not. Too late to ask. Lately, he’s had a hard time paying attention
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November 19, 2025 at 4:36 PM
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loved this haunting flash by @bybethhahn.bsky.social.

“It wasn’t the thing she was supposed to die of, but an accident. While it was happening, it felt like a cartoon.”
"A month before she died, she stripped to her bra and underwear on a July day and climbed into a city fountain."

Flash Fiction: Not What the Living Think by Beth Hahn

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Flash Fiction: Not What the Living Think by Beth Hahn
A month before she died, she stripped to her bra and underwear on a July day and climbed into a city fountain.
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November 3, 2025 at 1:33 AM
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This piece has all the feels.
"A month before she died, she stripped to her bra and underwear on a July day and climbed into a city fountain."

Flash Fiction: Not What the Living Think by Beth Hahn

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Flash Fiction: Not What the Living Think by Beth Hahn
A month before she died, she stripped to her bra and underwear on a July day and climbed into a city fountain.
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October 30, 2025 at 2:37 AM
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"The challenge of flash fiction is, of course, to pick the right words to tell a complete story, since the writer is allowed so few."

Craft: Word Count by Lisa Thornton

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November 5, 2025 at 4:05 PM
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"How has being part of jmww influenced you as a writer?"

Reading the queue at jmww has influenced the way I edit my own flash fiction.

Get to Know: Lisa Thornton, Associate Flash Fiction Editor
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Get to Know: Lisa Thornton, Associate Flash Fiction Editor
Behind the Scenes, featuring a jmww editorial team member. This week, get to know Lisa Thornton, Associate Flash Fiction Editor
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October 28, 2025 at 2:43 PM
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"A month before she died, she stripped to her bra and underwear on a July day and climbed into a city fountain."

Flash Fiction: Not What the Living Think by Beth Hahn

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Flash Fiction: Not What the Living Think by Beth Hahn
A month before she died, she stripped to her bra and underwear on a July day and climbed into a city fountain.
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October 29, 2025 at 3:07 PM
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"The more I listened, the more the drumming made sense. Glued together by a few steady beats, pleasing, ever-shifting patterns formed in the chaos."

Flash Fiction: Drum Circle by Laura Remington
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Flash Fiction: Drum Circle by Laura Remington
The more I listened, the more the drumming made sense. Glued together by a few steady beats, pleasing, ever-shifting patterns formed in the chaos.
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August 6, 2025 at 3:08 PM
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"I know this is also his way of telling me the truth. That when he was a boy he lost friends, but translating Morse code while serving as a soldier, he was also likely the reason others did too." Beautiful @kellypedro.bsky.social @jmwwjournal.bsky.social
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Flash Fiction: Pineapples by Kelly Pedro
“The smoke helps the pineapples grow the same size,” he says, “but first they have to bring them to within an inch of their lives.” And I roll my eyes because he’s not really talking about pineappl…
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July 31, 2025 at 3:21 AM
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“I wondered if I would be handed a menu, some pictures perhaps, but Rajiv wheels a single baby out, in an identical crib. A girl, madam. Her name is Rashida.”

Haunted by this important motherhood story by @pleomorphic2.bsky.social in @jmwwjournal.bsky.social 🍼
July 17, 2025 at 1:18 AM
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Friends I have a piece up in a dream journal @jmwwjournal.bsky.social today about the relentlessness of motherhood (and a public toilet sign). Hope you’ll read. Thanks @kbonilla.bsky.social for seeing something in it 🧡🧡🧡
July 17, 2025 at 1:42 AM
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"I walk down the stairs – concrete, the edges smoothed away by time and the march of many mothers."

Flash Fiction: Baby Change by Sumitra Singam

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Flash Fiction: Baby Change by Sumitra Singam
I walk down the stairs – concrete, the edges smoothed away by time and the march of many mothers.
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July 16, 2025 at 3:37 PM
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“The smoke helps the pineapples grow the same size,” he says, “but first they have to bring them to within an inch of their lives.”

Another gem by @kellypedro.bsky.social, this one in @jmwwjournal.bsky.social !
June 18, 2025 at 3:15 PM
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Sometimes, I write a flash that I feel so tender about, and today @jmwwjournal.bsky.social published that piece. "Pineapples" is even more special to me because my sister's photography accompanies it. I'd love if you gave it a read. jmwwblog.wordpress.com/2025/06/18/f... #WritingSky #FlashFiction
Flash Fiction: Pineapples by Kelly Pedro
“The smoke helps the pineapples grow the same size,” he says, “but first they have to bring them to within an inch of their lives.” And I roll my eyes because he’s not really talking about pineappl…
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June 18, 2025 at 1:12 PM
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"Bringing me to this place, he thinks he’s showing me what his life has really been like. But I know this is also his way of telling me the truth."

I love this remarkable flash (and the last perfect line) by @kellypedro.bsky.social in @jmwwjournal.bsky.social 💙💙💙
June 18, 2025 at 5:04 PM
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“The smoke helps the pineapples grow the same size,” he says, “but first they have to bring them to within an inch of their lives.” And I roll my eyes because he’s not really talking about pineapples anymore.

Flash Fiction: Pineapples by Kelly Pedro
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Flash Fiction: Pineapples by Kelly Pedro
“The smoke helps the pineapples grow the same size,” he says, “but first they have to bring them to within an inch of their lives.” And I roll my eyes because he’s not really talking about pineappl…
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June 18, 2025 at 4:32 PM
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We agree with @thorntonforreal.bsky.social—"David as Toaster" by Dawn Tasaka Steffler is a masterful work of flash fiction.
June 11, 2025 at 3:26 PM
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"Making toast becomes the one thing in her day that she single-tasks, even though, living alone now, she doesn’t need to multi-task anymore."

Flash Fiction: David as Toaster by Dawn Tasaka Steffler

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Flash Fiction: David as Toaster by Dawn Tasaka Steffler
Making toast becomes the one thing in her day that she single-tasks, even though, living alone now, she doesn’t need to multi-task anymore.
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June 11, 2025 at 2:40 PM
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"Like this, like this Benny instructs them as he whirls his green chalk in the air like a magic wand to summon the Blacktop King."

Flash Fiction: Benny of The First Grade by Kate Faigen
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Flash Fiction: Benny of The First Grade by Kate Faigen
Like this, like this Benny instructs them as he whirls his green chalk in the air like a magic wand to summon the Blacktop King
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June 4, 2025 at 3:18 PM
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Today’s poem. A shorty for Saturday.
May 17, 2025 at 3:04 PM
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"We had been searching, or maybe dreaming, mapping the geography of mailboxes and morning glories that sprawled like nebulas across sidewalks."

Flash Fiction: "Who Can Say?" by Pegah Quji:

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Flash Fiction: Who Can Say? By Pegah Ouji
We had been searching, or maybe dreaming, mapping the geography of mailboxes and morning glories that sprawled like nebulas across sidewalks.
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April 30, 2025 at 3:20 PM