Microfiction

The Florabundance of the Amazon
In the heart of the Amazon rainforest, nestled between the sprawling green canopies and the winding rivers, there existed a hidden enclave of natural beauty known as the 'Vale of Florabundance.' This was a place of extraordinary botanical richness, a natural sanctuary where thousands of floral species bloomed in remarkable harmony, creating a riot of colors that could mesmerize even the most seasoned botanists.
By Silver 3 years ago in Fiction
That Biophoric feeling
In the remote village of Whistlewood, nestled between towering mountains and dense forest, a peculiar phenomenon was observed—biophoria. It was a term coined by the villagers to describe the immense joy and peace they derived from their coexistence with nature. Every morning, the inhabitants would awake to the harmonious symphony of birds, their songs echoing through the valley. The air, heavy with the scent of wildflowers and dew-kissed grass, filled their lungs with an invigorating freshness.
By Silver 3 years ago in Fiction
Pastsight
Pictures on her phone. Pictures on her wall. Pictures that surrounded her every thought. How could she escape the feelings they brought her? A happy young woman, engaged to him with a bright future ahead. All of her teeth still in place, a slimmer figure and a smile on her face.
By Some Guy3 years ago in Fiction
Chinese folk tale: The little widow buys meat, the butcher collects debts
In a small town, there was a young widow named Liu who had been a widow for over a year. As her three-year mourning period had not yet ended, she had not remarried.
By longzhan lin3 years ago in Fiction
Boredgasm
'Okay, I've got the one contract in about three hours and there is the marking I should finish up with the college and what about the class that they promised me on Wednesdays and Fridays starting this month, like it is already November and they said that I had a good chance of getting at least one more private one online and maybe in class (they pay more, she said), oh god, why do I do this to myself when I have free time and there is nothing else to do but have the guitar around and play and check those scales again and it seems like it needs to be re-tuned but that can wake and what about the weather today I should probably go for another run and see if the pain in my right calf is gone for good - some ibuprofen would help; do I have any right now? - it would probably be a good idea to read something now and then have something ready for dinner before I went out the kitchen is a real mess and there isn't much in the cupboards right now...
By Kendall Defoe 3 years ago in Fiction
Ayyaiah. Runner-Up in the Neolomicro Challenge.
Perhaps they got it from butterflies. This idea that hope could still exist, even after you've been convincing yourself that it doesn't. I hadn't believed in it, and I didn't want anyone to try to convince me otherwise. I cut myself off from people, stopped finding joy in the activities I used to like, and just existed in a useless cycle of days.
By Reiley3 years ago in Fiction
Homerdaisical
It was a beautiful sunny day, and Roger lay in his hammock in the backyard, drinking a beer and relaxing. His wife Rachel came out and saw her lazy husband resting when he was supposed to be helping her clean the house.
By Roy Tsukishima3 years ago in Fiction
Meltancholy
Trash is strewn across our driveway where it meets the dirt road. Take-out containers, crumpled paper towels, old banana peels that would more properly be in the compost. The trash can itself lies on its side, its heavy black lid splayed open to reveal a pile of white 20-gallon bags, several of them recklessly torn.
By Aleta Davis3 years ago in Fiction
ThanksGazm
ThanksGazm - Blissful satisfaction from thanksgiving dinner. Marla woke up on the morning of Thanksgiving and her stomach was growling in anticipation for the dinner she was going to at her family’s house. She had a talk with her friend Rudy the day before who told her about something called a “Thanksgazm”which is when you feel an overwhelming bliss from eating a great thanksgiving dinner. Marla was as curious to see if she could have one almost as much as she was hungry for all the great food she knew her mom and grandma cooked.
By Joe Patterson3 years ago in Fiction
Yokonomatopoeia
"Am I the only person on the planet that thinks the Beetles kind of sucked?" Steve asked rather loudly to no one in particular only moments after Sergent Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band had begun to play from the stadium loudspeakers. His opinion did not appear to be widely shared by the large crowd as many had begun to cheer and dance the moment they recognized the tune. They sung along raucously to the well known lyrics, clapping and smilin as they sang. Joe looked at Steve, his face a mixture of disdain and irritation "I doubt you are the only asshole out there who thinks that Steve, but there can't be very many."
By Everyday Junglist3 years ago in Fiction
A Sleepless Medichondriac
Operating on a complicated hernia was such a great learning experience. It had taken 5 long hours but I had not felt them during the surgery. It was afterward that I felt the dryness of my throat and the pain in my legs. I would be having a deep sleep tonight.
By Deepti Thakkar3 years ago in Fiction
jillknife. Runner-Up in the Neolomicro Challenge.
"I'm not going to move on this." The senator was adamant. Her aide sighed, knowing how stubborn she could be about these things. He loved working for her as she was a woman of principle, strong and resolute. But he couldn't help but think of her as a tree in a storm - only the ones who bend survive: the ones with the thickest trunks that are unable to respond to the bullying shove of the wind will not live to fight another day. They become splintered and shafted and rot down to a stump.
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Fiction