Microfiction
Focus
Tom bent over the table, anchoring his cue in a complex configuration of strong fingers. “Corner pocket” he barked, the words drowned out by tipsy Brooklynites circling the pocked bar table and chattering over the 80s pop coursing through the stale sweet air.
By Daniel D'Agustinoabout a year ago in Fiction
Stealing The Crown Jewel
She'd been at the show all day and the lords of the land were no doubt in a bidding war. Sure, she was beautiful, and a one-of-a-kind prize worth having. Jim Forrester watched the crown jewel of the Rolls-Royce like everybody else.
By Jason Ray Morton about a year ago in Fiction
The Night Cat
I was enjoying the view from the sidewalk. It started to drizzle. I started to move, explore the city. I saw a guy getting mugged, nothing I could do. Was I going to meow the mugger away? I don’t think so. The smell of food was irresistible. I meandered to the trash behind the restaurant and dug through there garbage for left overs. I walked to an alleyway and found some other cool cats to keep me safe while I slept. Just as I was about to doze off, my owner found me, picked me up and brought me home.
By Alex H Mittelman about a year ago in Fiction
Impossible
I was amazed by what I saw. A purple Moon illuminated the sky, and I felt a shiver down my arms. Looking at the warp gun, I was speechless. The sky was filled with purple clouds and had turned bright purple. As I scanned my surroundings, I noticed some green-looking men staring at me. I felt scared and uneasy. Just as I was about to introduce myself as Shann, one of the Green Men smiled and pointed at me.
By George Shannon Fergusonabout a year ago in Fiction