Lost
I wake up in the middle of the night, sweaty, heart beating out of rhythm. It’s my most recurring nightmare, in which I’m lost and desperate to find my way… Read more »
I Remember
53-word micro based on YeahWrite’s micro prompt – Start or end your story with “Something moved in the shadows.”
My daughter, Gaia
MicroFiction in 48 words incorporating “earth”. Brought to you by an exhausted parent who is tired of cleaning glitter off everything.
Now
This time, last week I was at my local supermarket, crying in the snacks aisle. Rrruffles has rrridgessss! The blue bag of chips screamed, but I couldn’t see the ridges… Read more »
Guinea Pig
She’s in the garden digging at the roots of the rosebush. Her straw hat and gray chignon bob up and down to the tune of the song she’s humming. She… Read more »
I’m staring at you on the subway because…
…I’m a writer. Observing people is what I do. I also stare into space sometimes. If you knew, you’d stop thinking I was interested in you. You’d stop trying to… Read more »
On My Way to Somewhere
I’ve tried this experimental form for a personal essay – the mosaic or the braided essay. I’ve only used it for fiction before.
Pet Negotiations
Editor’s note : It’s easy to think that essays must always be linear – A happens then B happens then C happens. But some of the most engaging essays don’t… Read more »