Queens’ Flash Fiction Slam Sparks in Astoria

Astoria snapped last night with Queens’ Flash Fiction Slam, sparking NYC’s spring at a 30th Avenue café. Writer Tariq Evans read 100 words as 150 clapped, a $10 ticket burst of prose. It’s borough shorts—pure Queens vibe, pens hot. A kid fumbled a twist; a pro nailed a punch. ‘Queens writes—this is it,’ Evans says, pacing stage. The room turned anthology.

The slam’s fresh—March 16’s start, it tripled since RSVPs, packing seats by 7 p.m. Evans, a LIC scribe; last night’s crowd hit max—snaps rang. A latecomer nabbed a spot; tales spun—NYC grit glowed. Runs one night—words ruled. #QueensFlash trended; Brooklyn wants a line.

Some griped—’Too short,’ sniped a rambler, dodging cuts. Mic buzzed—fixed quick; tales held. A rival’s pitching a Flushing slam, splitting shorts. Still, 200 stayed—prose reigned. Astoria’s never sparked so bold.

Evans hints at a monthly run, maybe a park if spring bites. ‘NYC’s quick—this nails it,’ he says, packing pages. The slam’s a Queens win—grit meets snap. It’s a fiction rush; catch the next. Bring a tale—words call.