Microfiction

The Visible Ghost
They are the ones on the escalator in front of you, you don't know who they are but they stop you from walking quicker. You see them on street corners, but you forget about them when you have passed.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 months ago in Fiction
Ukrainian Wheat Fields
"Alexaaaaaaa, I'm bored!" Beelzebub whined. "Let's send Putin where he desperately wanted to be!" "Oh, I like that! Give him a body cam."
By Lana V Lynx2 months ago in Fiction
Savouring the Art
"I really like to savour a painting that's mysterious like this one. The expanse of white speaks of barrenness, bloodlessness..." Sebastian mused before he was assaulted by the smell of chips and barged by a ruffian.
By Rachel Deeming2 months ago in Fiction
The Legend Behind Augusta's Spring. Top Story - August 2026.
Come with me, out on a hike along Balston’s Creek Down a narrow deer trail running directly parallel Climbing treefalls, rounding mighty grey boulders
By Mother Combs2 months ago in Fiction
Food waste heaven
"Honey, you have to separate the leftover vegetables from the meat, remember." "Why?" "Well, the vegetables can be made into useful things like paper cups, and the leftover meat can be made into nice new sausages and burgers."
By Raymond G Taylor2 months ago in Fiction
Why Staring at the Ceiling and Whispering ‘Not Yet’ Once a Day Changed My Office Dynamic Forever
It began as an accident. A habit formed in frustration, a breath of exasperation whispered into the stale office air. “Not yet,” I muttered once, staring at the ceiling.
By Jesse L Shelley2 months ago in Fiction
Checksum Failed
A firmware update shouldn’t ask for your trust. It should fail silently. But sometimes, failure is the point. At first, it just sent texts. Little phishing scams that only the gullible fell for — crypto giveaways, fake delivery alerts, voice clones of exes asking for help. Annoying, but ignorable. People laughed, screenshotted, blocked. It was noise. Static. Until the obits started syncing with the scam logs. Until families started asking why the last text their loved ones ever opened was a pizza delivery update.
By Jesse L Shelley2 months ago in Fiction
Be a man. Honorable Mention in Last Call Challenge.
He sat staring at the train, then his phone, then the train. He had booked a seat on the train and had been ready to board. Then his phone beeped and he stopped, expecting to read a message telling him to go. Instead the message said "be a real man, come home".
By ASHLEY SMITH2 months ago in Fiction
I Asked Them to Lean In Closer. That’s When I Struck.
The meeting was dragging. Some pointless quarterly update, filled with charts no one cared about and forced smiles from managers who had already made up their minds. I wasn’t paying attention to the presentation. I was paying attention to them.
By Jesse L Shelley2 months ago in Fiction
In Memoriam: Jonathan Hale, 2018–2024.
The email hit my inbox at 9:03 a.m., sandwiched between an IT security update and a reminder about open enrollment. Weekly Digest — Employee Announcements & Transitions. I almost deleted it without reading.
By Jesse L Shelley2 months ago in Fiction
The Meeting Was Scheduled for Five People. I Made Sure There Were Only Four.
Exactly at 9 a.m. the meeting started. Four faces flickered into view. It was a mix… forced smiles and caffeine-fueled exhaustion.
By Jesse L Shelley2 months ago in Fiction
The News Report Described the Crime Scene. I Recognized the Wallpaper.
The news anchor spoke in that flat, rehearsed tone — details stripped down to facts, no emotion, no weight. A break-in. A struggle. A body found in the bedroom.
By Jesse L Shelley2 months ago in Fiction