Microfiction

Faustiversary
"Sign here, here, and initial here." Lindsay Edwards was involved in the final stages of what was introduced to her as a lucrative business deal, and at a young age. She's only 25 years of age, but she's had the goal of being a high-level influencer since junior high. When Lindsay first met with Lucinda Ferrell, the woman who presented the opportunity and the contract that Lindsay was signing, the young influencer saw it all as an offer she couldn't refuse.
By Clyde E. Dawkins2 years ago in Fiction
Memory
She was tall and thin with thick brown hair, and a personality that always fit that of the famous wild family member who could never seem to settle down.
By Kristen G she/her 2 years ago in Fiction
Ah, Unchangeable
She remembered Faulkner’s story about the necrophiliac old woman. The out-of-order narrative comforted her, made her think she could fashion a love that strong and remain unchanged in its blush.
By Mackenzie Davis2 years ago in Fiction
Necromancer's Neoteny. Top Story - October 2023. Content Warning.
"First you must give before you can take," Ganelon's words echoed in Ajax's eardrum. "You must loose so that you desire to regain."
By Thavien Yliaster2 years ago in Fiction
Grannie Annie. Content Warning.
This story is part of the Vocal + Assist on Facebook Unreliable Narrator Challenge. You can read more about it in the link embedded below:
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Fiction
Forehindsight
I see you, future self, with your eyes fixed on this moment. My moment. Analyzing the choice I am making to step left instead of right. My left hand points me this way with its pencil. A past voice rings in my ears: this is what we’ve always wanted. We’ve been led astray by logic and security. We’ve been on a jet black road for far too long. I want dirt and gravel. Bumps and grit. I want the entirety of this risk in my hands, gripped.
By Abby Seber2 years ago in Fiction
Lost Between Layers
The room shook. Around the center of the room stood a massive, cylindrical apparatus. Its edges gleamed in the artificial light. Coils of wire snaked from its base to the walls and ceiling. It produced an incessant hum that almost made one insane.
By Roy Huff2 years ago in Fiction
Kalamaalienation In The Hospitals 2
The scene in the hospital looked chaotic, the emergency waiting room swimming with patients. The hospital-infested Alien personnel just were having a conversation among themselves and pretending to look busy on the computer.
By Mariann Carroll2 years ago in Fiction
Patientdoctorese
Martha was smiling wide, her cheeks practically ripping at the seams. Her doctor was grinning right back. There was no cancer, and her body was back on track.
By Hope Martin2 years ago in Fiction
The Fridge. Top Story - October 2023. Content Warning.
Written for the Paul Stewart’s “Unnerve, Unsettle and Scare me” Challenge. Find all the details below. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
By Lamar Wiggins2 years ago in Fiction
Cheapening
"You're crazy Tim. Nobody designs products intentionally to fail. With the amount of competition out there it would be suicidal for any business. Why would anyone do that?" Tim lowered his head slightly and frowned, paused a moment to gather his thoughts, then replied. "Greed brother. You are so naive, think about it. How many tubes of caulk have you had to throw away and replace because after you used it once, there was no easy way to seal the tube back up, and it completely dried out? In Mexico every tube of caulk comes with a plastic replaceable cap, completely solves the problem at virtually zero cost. The exact same caulk in the States, no cap." Joe looked at Tim a look of obvious confusion on his face. "So?" "Without that cap the caulk dries out in the tube after one or two uses and needs to be replaced which sells more caulk. In Mexico the caulk never dries out, and the entire tube gets used. Less caulk is sold overall and a lot less waste. A win win for the consumer and the environment, but not as much profit for the caulk manufacturers. That is just one example out of hundred I could give you. So many technical problems related to storage and stability have been solved but solutions are never implemented because it means things last longer and so less of them are sold." Joe looked at Tim and smiled as he said "You are crazy man."
By Everyday Junglist2 years ago in Fiction
Populus
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. The once lush and vibrant landscape had become a vast expanse of desert, whose deep fissures etched their way through fractal plates of clay like stretch marks. They seemed to strain upward over the monolithic city walls, to grasp desperately at what scant enduring moisture might still be suspended in the cloudless sky. Perhaps she was projecting. The world had grown tough, in recent years, not to view through a colourless lens. Surface runoff from the nearby mountains, which the Architects had once redirected to flow through the citadel, had been exhausted ages ago… And rainfall had become a rare phenomenon that the Aunts recounted with reverent longing. Groundwater, drawn from aquifers deep beneath the city, had since served as their primary water supply; The majority of which was reserved for maintaining crops and livestock.
By J2 years ago in Fiction