Microfiction

Sandal Wood Tales I
The eyeless trees: summer sky slid away, slowly the sandal wood shadow stood they lived in dreams, in real drowned by shadows
By Karun about a year ago in Fiction
A Christmas Miracle
"I can't let the kids down," Keith whispered. "You're mad!" Tanya hissed, sharply. "We're being held hostage and you're thinking about being Santa? We'll be lucky to get out of this alive!"
By Rachel Deemingabout a year ago in Fiction
Scrabble Drabble
It was a wonderful way to propose. I don't know how he contrived to do it which added to its magic. Some sleight of hand when choosing his letters?
By Rachel Deemingabout a year ago in Fiction
The Case of the Lost Loves. Top Story - December 2024.
Love, once lost, is difficult to recover. -Michelle Liew *********************************************************************
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Linabout a year ago in Fiction
Misconceptions and truth
Old Hai's daughter works in the provincial city, and the village is abuzz with rumors that his daughter has become a "celebrity speaker," earning a lot of money. Old Hai didn't understand what a "celebrity speaker" meant, so someone explained to him that they are like the announcers and hosts on TV; their job is to speak, and to put it colloquially, they make a living by talking. If they gain enough fame, people call them "celebrity speakers."
By John Bruceabout a year ago in Fiction
A Dangerous Mission
Osbert, Nigel, and Phineus were on a mission. "This way, lads!" Osbert called out. "Which way?" Nigel grumbled. "We can't pissing see anything."
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
Break Up
And so he said "I don't want to be with you anymore" and I said "Why?" and he said "Because I don't think it's working" and I said "Is there someone else?" and he said "No" but he didn't know that I'd seen him with her from his work so I knew he was lying and so I said because I didn't want him to win and feel like he was the one who had all the control "Well, I have. Been seeing someone else" and he said "You fucking what?!"
By Rachel Deemingabout a year ago in Fiction
The Dove’s Secret: A Prisoner’s Journey to Redemption
Reading that note, I was overcome with astonishment and joy that knew no bounds. My affection for the dove grew even stronger with each passing day. It soon became a routine—she would bring me a gift daily from my unseen friend.
By Sara Lorelabout a year ago in Fiction
361 Memoirs of Eddie H. Christ, Jesus' Little Brother—"Come in Peace"
So let’s see. The Christmas star was so mysterious that no one would've guessed the real truth. There was that supernova theory, for which we can be thankful that we have stuff like Cesium in us—and iron doesn’t hurt none either. And then there are all the comet theories; there’s the hypothetical conjunctional conglomeration of three planets in the constellation Pisces.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
360 There's No Complaining on Christmas!
This Christmas a fruitcake arrived, with a note reading, "A new fruitcake will arrive every month. MERRY CHRISTMAS!" I didn't know who'd sent it.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
359 Christmas Eve and the Suspension of Disbelief
"Suffer little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me: for of such is the kingdom of heaven." Matthew 19:14 Is Christmas only for children? If you think so, you have lost some important hard-wiring in your brain. You're less human.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
358 Memoirs of Eddie H. Christ, Jesus' Little Brother: Virginity
The whole thing of virginity is so crazy. It’s not so much the state of an intact membrane serving to guard what everyone says is sacred and holy…and quite a good time. The hymen—and I’ve never seen one, mind you—is just a physical reminder of something else altogether. I guess it’s like the tamper-proof factory seal that says a woman is "saving herself" for the man of her life.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction