Jim Harrington lives in Huntersville, NC, with his wife and two cats. His stories have appeared in Apollo's Lyre, Camroc Press Review, Every Day Fiction, The Houston Literary Review, Long Story Short, MicroHorror, Flashshot and others. He currently serves as a flash fiction editor for Apollo’s Lyre. You can read more of his stories at www.jimharringtononline.net.
A Valentine's Treat (March 20, 2011. Issue 26. The SLAM & FLASH Issue!) 
Sara's midnight invitation to Darryl's Fern Bar has me curious. It's not my birthday. Still, she must have some kind of surprise in mind--a tribute,perhaps, for finishing my book. I enter the empty lounge. Sara lays on the bar, naked, her legs spread.
"I heard about your addiction to pie." She smiles. "I thought I'd see for myself."
College Life (March 20, 2009. Issue 15. The DirtyDirty.)
Refluent? Spandrel? What the fuck’s that, Josh? At least she doesn’t holler out some otherguy’s name when she comes. Fucking English major. What’d she do spend Spring Break with her head pressed in a dictionary like some fucking rose? True. She’s aces in bed. Great hands, too. Really great hands. Hey, toss me another brew while you’re up. College life. Fucking A, man.
Goldilocks is Busy in the Getaway Car (February 20, 2009. Issue 15.)
Goldilocks. That maggot. Where is he? Probably bare-assed screwing Cinnamon. She’s a damned gluttonous piranha. Shouldn’t have brought her this time. Doesn’t realize friendship is stronger than pussy. Don’t know what to do now. Cops are outside, guns drawn. Goldilocks is the lookout. Bull-horned voice roars. Don’t shoot. Screwed.