Duality – By RD Armstrong
Micro Fiction / June 14, 2009

Manx stared at the wall. The pictures of people and places and some things covered it like wallpaper. The pictures looked vaguely familiar but he wasn’t sure why. He liked the arrangement of them and there was a certain association that made them flow, as if there was an inherent, evolving theme to their arrangement. In fact, the whole room had a kind of accidental charm to it, as if the random placement of the items had a logical and subtle purpose. He realized that this room was really found art, an accidental architecture whose simplicity innocently disguised its pragmatic functionalism. He stepped to the center and appraised the room. This is nice, he thought. And it was. And then he realized why it was so nice. It was nice because it was his room, in his house, on his street, in his town. And very slowly, like a winter thaw, it dawned on him that he must be out of his fucking mind! Manx stood in the center of the room, a look of stupid wonder spreading across his face like gossip at a beauty parlor. How could this have escaped his attention. Was he really losing his mind…

The Porcelain Puzzle – By Larry Centor
Flash Fiction / June 14, 2009

Two of the three urinals had not been flushed. Naturally, I used the third, which happened to be on the left – and flushed. Then, acting from some sort of temporary compulsive neurotic disorder, I flushed the other two, something I would not normally do. Which got me to wondering. Who had used those other two urinals? Had two individuals walked in together, unzipped, urinated in unison, rezipped or not, and exited together? It was certainly possible. Or, more interestingly, had one man used both urinals, pausing in mid-stream to switch from one to the other? Then rezipping, or not, left the men’s room satisfied he had compounded the possibilities. It was also possible. He could also, of course, have used the lefthand urinal first, paused, flushed, then moved on to the other two, diabolically leaving the latter two unflushed. And then there was the question of which order the urinals had been used or not used. If all three had been used by one slightly noodled person, there were six possible combinations – left, center, right; left, right, center; center, right, left; center, left, right; right, left, center; right, center, left. All of which would have involved quite a…