micro fiction
One Lump or Two
One Lump or Two written by: Doug Bartlett This morning was like all others. I awoke feeling...
The Ship
The Ship written by: Alan David Gould The storm came with the darkness. Harsh clouds melted into...
Chosen For Greatness But By Whom?
Chosen For Greatness But By Whom? written by: Caroline Ashley @Akacarolineash I am the bearer of the...
Shell Shock
Shell Shock written by: J. R. Xander With eyes like pink ping-pong balls, Lennie lent in, rubbing...
Flying
Flying written by: Joel O’Flaherty @byjoeloflaherty It is a lightness she hasn’t felt in months. The wind...
Cat’s Cradle Weaving
Cat’s Cradle Weaving written by: Leslie Cairns @starbucksgirly Weather is not trivial – it’s especially important when...
Tension
Tension written by: Colleen M. Tice @ColleenMarieTi1 Tracing the edge of his glass with his forefinger, “I...
Wolf Moon
Wolf Moon written by: Ed McConnell @EdJMcConnell Beep… Growing up in the village was fun. The fields,...
A Polish Prayer for The Woods
A Polish Prayer for The Woods written by: Iris Taylor @irisjtaylor “I don’t like this place,” Eda...
OOO
OOO written by: Cheryl Snell They were discussing platforms. “Words gave way to characters, then acronyms, then...
Freedom
Freedom written by: Mark Russo @mrusso35913173 The surface shattering like glass was the last earthly sound he’d...
Greg
Greg written by: Karen Walker Yeah, I regret last Christmas — cursing Greg for not giving me...
Gift
Gift written by: Samuel John Keir “That’s real talent. You’re a good artist.” “You don’t know me-”...
The Path
The Path written by: Doug Bartlett I had trudged wearily along this path. Although it was a...
