Micro Fiction

There’s something about stilettos that makes a woman really feel like a woman. Makes her feel like she could have the whole world at her feet and be the dream ...

Turn at the next corner she said. Slow down she shrewed at him. Not so close she yelled. That’s only a yellow light–gun it she ordered. They both ...

“When it comes to relationships there’s no cosmic algebra to decipher, no God is nature is science is kismet is Ralph Waldo Emerson.” Darrell spoke in riddles, ...

Arthur opened one of the Fed-Ex envelopes on the mantel and inspected its contents. Pictures and a medical certificate of a boy named Kelvin White slid out of ...

She found the Colt 1911 in a box behind an old pair of snow boots. It was old, some of its metallic luster lost after years of storage. Her grandfather carried ...

“The cereal aisle is the devil’s workshop, our children are tempted just like Adam and Eve were in the Garden of Eden” Bishop Tobias T. Truth bellowed to a ...

I have never once seen him sleep. Always, I manage to fall asleep first, drifting off against the bony surface of his chest, arms and legs wrapped around him ...

My father talked in “sayings”—trying to work at least one into every conversation. “There is no good time for something bad to happen,” he said for the ...

I was late getting home from work. Only six hours. I walked on tip-toes carrying my shoes. Sarah was sitting in the living room with the TV on mute. ...

She’d be sitting alone, smoking a cigarette or drinking a glass of red wine in some sparsely-populated bar somewhere uptown, staring into the strained and ...

I am a jealous lover, and this morning I searched through the pockets of the trousers you left at my house, looking for any evidence of infidelity I could pin ...

“The Evolution is complete. You are finished!” Adam rose and gazed at his perfect fingers. Eve stroked the silky strands of her golden hair as she lay in ...

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