The Works of Mitchell Krockmalnik Grabois
Mitchell Krockmalnik Grabois’ poems and fictions have appeared in hundreds of literary magazines in the U.S. and abroad. He is a regular contributor to The Prague Revue, and has been thrice nominated for the Pushcart Prize. His novel, Two-Headed Dog, based on his work as a clinical psychologist in a state hospital, is available for 99 cents from Kindle and Nook, or as a print edition.
All Flash Fiction © Mitchell Krockmalnik Grabois
I wish I could rip out all my nerves and show them to my cat. I would hold them in the air and dangle them in a provocative way, drive her nuts. My spinal cord would be her scratching post.
But I don’t have a nervous system or a limbic system or any other of the physiologic systems that give my fellow beings their humanity. I don’t know how to embed animation in my nerveless limbs. I don’t know how to bleed out my heartless heart.
I’m going to have myself sedated, for days if necessary. I’m going to have my gums relined, like brakes. I’m going to have my roots, like thick fiber-optic cables, sunk in new canals. I’m going to have all my teeth removed and replaced with new ones, shiny, square and Nordic. Then my dentist, who is also my lover, will take me back.
I will resume residence in our deluxe apartment in the sky, with the immaculate carpets and the gleaming stainless appliances. Our love will be renewed, and we shall stand holding hands at the rail of our balcony forever.
Tuna’s Jagged Edge
Cheryl sips cold coffee, makes a face, presses a button on the remote. The high-sincerity TV host is fighting Myelodysplastic Syndrome, and the hearts of women across the nation throb with sympathy as they “join her team.”
Cheryl’s heart doesn’t throb. She opens a can of tuna, cuts her thumb on the lid’s jagged edge, rummages in a drawer for a band-aid .
In Kazakhstan, a dog is killed while saving his owner from a train.
Cheryl discovers that the bread is all used up. Well, there’s one piece left but it’s moldy.
In Virginia, a lawmaker says that children with disabilities are God’s punishment to women who previously had abortions.
Cheryl searches fruitlessly for the mayonnaise jar.