Stand behind the line. Your toxic vicinity, Take it somewhere else.
Mother told me yesterday that my first given name is Martin. Dean is my middle. Fanning is my last. I … More The flash fiction of Martin Dean: Honk, honk, Gandhi, and who am I?
Sometimes I wonder if (the) Dean Martin ever went shopping – like for himself and on his own. Well, I … More The flash fiction of Dean Martin: Underpinnings
Even though the weather was perfect for sleeping, Dean Martin woke up with one of the big questions about human … More The Flash Fiction of Dean Martin: The Question
This is not a drill!!! Firefighters evacuated our building today because Mrs. Banfree reported a gas leak. All tenants were … More A bit of ‘Beyond the Sea’…
My name is Dean Martin. Not ‘the’ Dean Martin. Just a random guy who has the name but not the … More The flash fiction of Dean Martin: “Franks and Deans and Peggy Sue”