Microfiction
The Reversal
1968 and the Vietnam War was raging. Jesse from his bedroom window that overlooked the street in their cozy home on the West Coast of California at 7:00 AM on a bright clear Friday morning watched as his 17 year old older sister snuck out of the house and got in a dark red VW bug that had pulled up in front of the house. There was some guy with long hair that had picked her up. Obviously it was some friend of her boyfriend, Brad, because it wasn’t Brad and Jesse knew that because his sister had told him the night before.
By John Charles Harman2 years ago in Fiction
Get Over It!
This story comes with a mild Dharrsheena warning - mention of animal death This was inspired by the fact that Sunday was National Get Over It Day in the USA. This was originally going to be published by me on Sunday but I opted to write one about mothers instead as it was Mother's Day in the UK.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
The Eyesore. Content Warning.
The Kingdom of Sylin was falling apart, and King Gavin was at his wits' end. Ten years ago, the Kingdom of Galvindar had cursed him during their feud. He’d refused to apologize for the wrong he’d done them and laughed at the curse that was cast upon his kingdom. Now, he was not laughing but in complete despair.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Fiction
On the Eve of the Hunt - II
We stand in rows, sweating through our finest clothes. The Queen always chooses a fine Spring day for this. The boys are gravely suited, as for a funeral. We girls are foisted into silly dresses as for a high festival. I suppose it's both.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
74 To Kill a Killer
If I could get away with it, I would kill a killer and do everyone a big favor. Of course, it'd be even sweeter if I did this before he were to actually kill someone. (I say "he" because murder, rape, pedophilia, and even whole wars are all about testosterone, right?)
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
