Microfiction

Don't Mean They're Not After You
Sandy grabbed a pair of scissors and set to work. Hanks of her hair fell haphazardly into the bathroom sink, and she dyed what was left an unremarkable brown.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Texting Drunk. Top Story - December 2024.
Oh Jeff, I love you too… but... WTF? (Damn I hat spell check, then again I shouldn;t write this drunk). Oh Jennifer, I like your toe two dogs ...bitch ... but...the're skinky
By JBaz2 years ago in Fiction
The Lizard King of the Forest
The Curious Case of Leopold the Lizard Introduction In the heart of a mysterious rainforest, where the sun peeks through a dense canopy of leaves and the air hums with life, lived a rather unusual lizard. His name was Leopold, and unlike any ordinary lizard, Leopold was fond of things no reptile would dream of—sunglasses, fashion, and a dash of flair. This is the story of how Leopold came to be a legend not just among his forest peers but in the world of humans as well. Chapter 1: Leopold the Different
By Say the truth 2 years ago in Fiction
dot dot dot
Oh, Jeff... I love you too... but - read my message closer. —#— Dot dot dot, missing word missing word missing word. —#—
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Fiction
The Artful Dodger
I'm good at what I do, I am. See that geezer over there with the cane? He'll have a silk handkerchief in his top pocket and I'll have that away in a trice! He won't even know it's gone until he'll go to look for it later and it won't be there. It'll be stashed away by then with the others I've nicked from these la-di-da gents!
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
352 CSI — It's an Alternate Life!
"What we got?" the CSI detective asked. "Crashed right into the house. Lookit," Bert replied. "Arright, call it in," the detective said.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Burn up Some Pans
Fires burned on the stove. Bubbles of greens and gravy spilled over and Alanda Seams quickly wiped up the mess. She brushed back a tear. Nearly a month ago, her mother had managed Thanksgiving with aplomb. She felt challenged.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Fiction
Oh, Jeff... I love you...
Oh, Jeff... I love you, too... but my monthly bill is due I thought you said that you care but gentlemen never share! Oh Jeff, I love you, I do,
By Anna 2 years ago in Fiction
Don't call me Jeff
"Oh, Jeff...I love you too...but..." "Love? LOVE?! No! No, you don't! You know nothing about love because if you did you'd know I don't like art, I don't like telephone conversations and that it's Geoff. G-E-O-F-F, for F's sake!"
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
The Fox And The Frost Tree
Introduction This is my fifteenth piece inspired by Angie Linvingstone's amazing artwork. You can find her on Facebook and Etsy on the links below, and her comments on my work are very positive. At first. I thought that this was going to be a poem, but I have decided on a seasonal fable.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction
The Christmas Gift
Down the lane in sleepy, little town there was a house where a little old man lived. He was a quiet man who minded his own business, but he did help when he could. His neighbors would wave to him, and he would smile and wave back. The neighbors knew what he did to help out around the town, and they decided to get him something, but they did not know what. They looked around and noticed that he had no decorations. That Christmas Eve they went to the man and presented him with a Christmas tree from the town.
By Mark Graham2 years ago in Fiction
The Artist's Secret - The Reveal
We are NOT puppets on strings. - Michelle Liew In Parts 1 to 4 of An Artist's Secret, we encountered Clara, a mentally disturbed sketch artist with a penchant for sleepwalking. She stumbles across her neighbour, Mr. Bellamy's dark secret. Bellamy is her artist competitor - and he wants to make her a part of the secret in a macabre way.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin2 years ago in Fiction