Microfiction

Safe word
“Cover your eyes,” she said blindfolding me with her silk scarf, “it tastes sweeter that way.” The honey-tongued stranger offered me her dragonfruit.
By LB3 years ago in Fiction
Total Eclipse of The Sun
"And if you go before I, how will I find you?" An older man asks. His wife's reply was anything but simple. "If I shall go before you, I will light your path. If you follow that path you will find me." The old man replies, "And if it's years later?" she says "I will continue to light your path until you are ready." The old man sat on his porch facing the east every morning and the west every evening. Then, one day he got up. His daughter asked, "Where are you going dad?" he replied, "To the moon."
By Steffany Pope3 years ago in Fiction
You made the wrong turn
“You made the wrong turn,” is what you say. It’s a death sentence. It’s more than an accurate accusation, it feels worse than a flagrant violation one could’ve made in an important soccer match, something that could make a whole crowd burst into a riot if justice isn’t swiftly met.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
Wendigo Fever
Deep in the forest no one can hear my screams of terror. Me and my friends had been lost in the woods for 2 weeks. Frustrated we eventually ran out of food, and we didn’t know what to do. Pretty soon there was a change in Andrew.
By Joanna Blaze3 years ago in Fiction
Serenity in the Slaughter
“You cannot understand what I lost!” The doctor’s carcass howled madly, as it winded a wide slash. Clumsy. Desperate. Effortless to duck under.
By Tom Siv3 years ago in Fiction
Ungodly
“So, you believe in an ancient book?” Trenton Whitlock announced. “That’s great. But what if you were introduced to a more modern tome?”
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
The Tiger
Hunger lingers deep in the stomach of a tiger. His paws are weak and his back is bending. No longer does his body hold the power it once had. The bars of his cage have found frailty in his soul.
By Josh E.3 years ago in Fiction
Taken
The steady rumble of an engine eased her awake, but the harsh vibrations of her body against an unforgiving surface jolted her back to reality. Anna’s eyes shot open to darkness. Panic spread through her veins like wildfire. Anna struggled to move, her limbs burning. A quick jerk forced her head against the floor, knocking a memory loose. An image of a man standing in the dim lighting of the parking garage flashed before her. Anna didn’t recognize the man. He was wearing a black ski mask, but his icy blue eyes pierced through her, even now in her mind.
By Alyssa Musso3 years ago in Fiction
The Unforgiven
Watching the sun creep up from behind the mountain, her words sliced through me, leaving pain in my heart, “Forgiveness is the key.”
By Annelise Lords 3 years ago in Fiction
Perhaps Love
“Perhaps, love will lead her back,” Annie comforted. “Somehow, she always finds her way back home.” Margie’s sad eyes stared out the window, nodding she said, “It’s been three sad years for the children.”
By Annelise Lords 3 years ago in Fiction
Bruised for Iniquities
At a Bible study in Newark, Delaware, Oscar Grovington asked a simple question to the twelve or so people there. “So is Jesus still wounded from being on the cross? he was supposed to be wounded for transgressions and bruised for iniquities, but he showed Thomas on Earth. So did he ascend back into heaven with his injuries?”
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
Untethered
It's a gut hollowed feeling. After everything I overcame to get here. Self-contained in my Extravehicular Mobility Unit, what non-astronauts call a spacesuit. I have everything I need for just these few moments, floating in the peaceful vast expanse of space. I no longer hear my fellow crew members brainstorming rescue options with our ISS commander. My communications cap is quiet. A face appears pressed firmly against a portal window. I have floated too far to read an expression, but its presence tells me everything I need to know.
By Susan Takacs3 years ago in Fiction