Should I Stop or Should I Go?
It was a dark and stormy night, sheets of rain angrily lashed on to Harold’s car which was hurtling down the deserted I-680; when his heart jumped at the shocking… Read more »
Tag Archives: microfiction
The Savant
“Seven minutes, Mommy’s dying.” Jason repeated. Trisha shut the burner. “Honey, relax! You’ve named the Presidents thrice.” Jason pulled in a hose and sprayed her. In another universe, Trisha was… Read more »
The Night Watchman
Last night, she claimed another victim. He jumped off the roof, like she had ten years back. I took up this job to stay close to her. But the… Read more »
Jerk Seasoning
Ginger and nutmeg rasped rhythmically against the grater. Sweet cinnamon soothed the fiery allspice. Thyme and lime for that tang you liked.
Zeitgeist
“For the spring collection,” Kat’s voice made the meeting room stifle. “I want the zeitgeist of 1940s Europe.” Neil doodled on his sketchpad. So War? Death? Poverty?
United Forever
This story was inspired (loosely) by a monument dedicated to the Moorish poet Ibn Zaydun and his lady love, Princess Vallada, in Cordoba, Spain
Dear John
Soon we will be in bed. You will kiss my forehead and turn away, to your phone.
I will pretend to read, but really look at your graying head until I fall asleep.
Hundred
In response to today’s #vss365 prompt – 100, here’s my Very Short Story. Humans in shackles bowed to the Director. “What have these flesh bags dug up?” He asked an… Read more »
Missed Train, Unmissed Connection
Sorry about the crappy title. I’ve been nursing a sick, clingy child for days now. So exhausted. Anyway, I’d been coming across these tiny stories on Twitter lately with the… Read more »
Two Seconds of Fame
Zebra was thirteen and frustrated. The herd’s ne’er-do-well tripped over a stone one morning. He limped to the watering hole. Fawns cooed. “You okay? Zebra’s chest puffed up. “Yeah. Kicked a… Read more »