Microfiction

Not Everyone Can Pull It Off
Scowling in concentration, her tongue peeking pinkly, Kaylee fixed another scale in place. Tonight was the Halloween Dance. The whole school had been buzzing about it for weeks, and surely this costume would outshine every other.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Exercise
Held open is the glass door to a future. The smell of sweat and chalk fill the space between free weights. Everyone is dressed in tight fitting clothes. Shirts that grip the arms and chest. Pants that emphasize the legs and ass. The clanking of weights and the hum of treadmills orchestrate this moment of determined fatigue. Jake and Tay embrace their surroundings, embarking on their journey to a better life.
By Abol2 years ago in Fiction
268 The View From Here
Twenty lightyears away, the dwarf planet, Epimetheus, was stabilized in one location via quantum-entangling the bulk of its mushy inner core with the molten core of Earth.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
The Perfect Companion
Jake had always been an introvert, preferring the quiet company of books and video games over crowded bars or dating apps. After a few failed attempts at relationships, he had resigned himself to being alone. That was until he stumbled upon Myher, a platform offering personalized AI Girlfriends.
By Eath2 years ago in Fiction
Luke and the Photo
My hands are shaking as I hold the photo. I don't need to be reminded of this. I sit with it every day, its toad-like presence: dark, watching, ready to leap, blinking stoically day-in day-out. I can feel it getting twitchy now. I want to squash it.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
I Wore My Grief. Content Warning.
I need a bigger word than Unfair. It was the most surreal, unfair and painful thing I think a person could ever experience. Imagine it: imagine having a postpartum body but no baby. Swollen. Shrinking. Empty.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
267 The Flop
I was all in. My first professional poker tournament, and it was being televised. How lazy must that be, I thought, for someone to watch other guys play cards.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Bethan
I try not to relive that day but it's difficult not to when the anniversary of it comes around year after year. The loss comes rushing in like water through a weakened crack in a pipe. Most days, I manage to hold it back, although it's pressure is always there, pushing at me.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
Most Secret Secret
The old garden shed, nestled under an ancient oak in the far corner of the backyard, held more than its share of secrets. The secrets of Nature. The secrets of childhood.
By Laura DePace2 years ago in Fiction
QAOS Comes To Allhallowtide. Content Warning.
The village had always been dark. No one knew who named it, but there was a feeling of lost souls and darkness, even during the day.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction
Callie's Hope
I blame my mother. Cliché, no? She tells the story still, fingers hooked round the bedspread under her chin, her bird-light body barely making a dent in the mattress.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
266 False Dawn. Top Story - September 2024.
And then it dawned on him. How he had wasted his life, selling drugs. Getting busted. Pleading guilty for a reduced 5-year sentence. Incarceration. Five years of waste.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction