Microfiction

Monster in My Closet
"There's nothing to be afraid of," my mother says gently, closing my door as she exits my room. Instantly, darkness fills the void.
By Megan Baker (Left Vocal in 2023)3 years ago in Fiction
The Toast
Fionn’s wedding was perfect, down to the hammered pewter napkin rings and dried Carline Thistles. The candle centerpieces bore the Claddagh, flames flickering, urging Seamus to raise his glass.
By E.K. Daniels3 years ago in Fiction
Jackie's Red Dress
Jack Davenport sat under a bare flickering bulb. The only sound in the dingy one-room apartment rattled like a firefly in a glass cage.
By P. M. Starr3 years ago in Fiction
Fight Palace Blues
The stimulant hit hard. Verenne's body spasmed. Her eyes snapped open, blinked at brightness, recognized the source. Usually she was using those lights to work by, not lying under them.
By Peri Livesey3 years ago in Fiction
Cull
I used to be a government employee. We were fighting from within. We saw how the malevolence was using the ignorance.
By Samantha Rusk 3 years ago in Fiction
Mike’s New Powers
After the war Mike had to cope with losing his legs and one arm. It was almost too much to bear. That was, until learning to jump.
By Jason Morton3 years ago in Fiction
Perpetuity
There was a horrible, blinding light. She grasped the lever and pulled, hoping to avert the coming disaster! Panic swelling within her, she could only watch as the machine shuddered violently.
By Josh Matic3 years ago in Fiction
Everything That Became You
Mary Garcia had terminal cancer and was near the end of her 47-year-old life. She stopped breathing at 3:30 on a Sunday afternoon.
By Miles Pen3 years ago in Fiction
Thunderseeker
My name is Thunderseeker. I was born during the worst thunderstorm in memory. The elders claim it a sign of my power. My whole life, I've sought thunder. I love to feel it in my bones.
By Megan Baker (Left Vocal in 2023)3 years ago in Fiction
The Learner
It always seemed a miracle to her that the car heading eastward and the semi bound west did not collide, but time and time again they roared past one another, neither aware of having narrowly cheated death.
By Jennifer A. G.3 years ago in Fiction
Shattered Shadow
The broken mirror housed a shadow. It was mine. When we were young, we played together. The sad dances, revenge games, and restless nights ended when she was entrapped.
By Lisa Pulliam3 years ago in Fiction
Peace Out
She calmly placed the clipboard on the shelf, grabbed her jacket, and walked out the door. She heard calls following her as she strode down the hall, but she never hesitated once. Charlotte's mind was made up the moment those words came out of his mouth. She was done… and she wasn't looking back.
By Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro3 years ago in Fiction