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Micro Fiction

As with our Flash Fiction category, the aim of micro fiction is to tell a complete story within a limited number of words. Where Flash Fiction generally ranges from 100 to 1000 words, Micro Fiction submissions should be under 100 words and can cover any of the fiction genres.

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Last Night at Sunset

I'll always be with you...

Last night at sunset, I waited for you. My love illuminated the sky, painting a vibrant mural with which to end your day. You stood on the shore, looking lost and alone. I wish I could touch you and let you know how much you are loved. But time was cruel and swept me away. Now all I can do is flood the sky with color and hope that you know it’s me, loving you, needing you, wanting...Read On

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Undercover

When it all started, 'we the people' objected. We called them an infringement on our liberty, a thief of identity. They were uncomfortable, unfriendly, and altogether alien in this land of the free. Then as time passed, we started to choose ones that reflected our mood, matched our outfits, made a statement. They became part of our identity. So much so, that when the danger passed,...Read On

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The Cry of the Dolphin

She wishes she could hear his voice, one more time...

She sat by the water’s edge, watching the dolphins play. She wished he were still here, reminding her to be careful or telling her the same joke he’d told time after time. She could feel his presence so strongly by the water. It brought her comfort to know that he’d been proud of her, that his last breath had been to tell her he loved her. It was the kind of closure many people never get....Read On

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Buzz Cut

"Yes, I'm certain that's what I want," I explained to the girl with peroxide curls. "But it's for boys." She took in my jeans, shiny boots and check shirt, while in the mirror I saw my girlfriend look up from her fashion magazine. "You're such a pretty girl too." The stylist sounded defeated, like a child who has watched the sea sweep away the last of their sandcastle. With a sigh,...Read On

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Reflections

Look at that woman. How old before her time and careworn she is, like a refugee broken by years of strife. Dull hair, lank and untended stragglers her neck in untidy whisps. The full mouth, that once screamed a dangerous red, now tamed by an insipid cotton mask. Pale blue eyes still visible, though their mischievous gleam has gone. But what can you expect in days like these? So I...Read On

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Healing

That day he'd booked a table at my favourite restaurant. It was his usual way of saying sorry. Now, we stood in groups outside the church. I gathered condolences like confetti, each a brief flurry of contact then back to their lives. My mother said it would take time. Maybe years. I tugged the sleeves of my black dress down tight over my wrists. She would never know, that for me the...Read On

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The Rendezvous

 

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Funeral Music

As the organist sounded the final chords of Be Still My Soul, Ruth's six grandsons rose from their seats. Together they raised her oak veneer casket aloft. Only Adam, her seventh grandson, remained seated, though he was not the youngest. Nobody gave him any attention as he sat alone on a bench. But, as his brothers and cousins prepared to carry their grandmother to join Grandpa Joshua in...Read On

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Hideous

Things that go creak in the night.

I awoke with a start but didn't dare move. Was it a dream? Had I heard a door creaking open? After a moment, I opened my eyes but remained still. In the half-light of the moon, filtering through thin curtains, I saw it and froze! It was hideous! I couldn't see it clearly. All I could make out was the wild hair and pale face with wide, staring eyes. I screamed with terror! Suddenly, the...Read On

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Time Passes

A promise is kept, a heart is broken...

He loved her enough to let her go, and she loved him enough to come back. Each year, true to her word, she returned to the sea. Although she was grown, he still cautioned against the forces of evil. When she found true love, he accepted him. And when she gave him grandchildren, he delighted in them. Time passed, and the king was near death. “You’ll be queen soon,” he said softly. “I...Read On

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Feeding The Tribe

My phone buzzes receipt of grandmother's supermarket list. I go in search of my keys and my mask. "Where you goin'?" My four year old wants to know. "Shopping hun. Take care of Daddy." "Want to come too." "Can't babe." "Why?" "Coronavirus." The roads are deserted, the parking lot isn't.  'I bet they don't  have half this stuff.' But I stalk the aisles like a hunter anyway. Then, on...Read On

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Breaking Free

Was he protecting her or protecting his own heart?

“I hate you!” she cried; her temper as fiery as her hair. “I don’t wish to punish you, but to keep you safe!” he said sadly. “I lost your Mother to the land; I cannot bear to lose you, too!” Her misery broke his heart, but his duty was to protect her. Eventually, contempt grew heavy in her heart. Accepting fate, she reached for her father’s hand. “I love you!” she cried as their hands...Read On

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The Lake

Our group moved between the ancient statues before coming to a halt. "This is the sacred lake." Our guide paused for effect. "A place of pilgrimage for young women. Its waters were once thought to aid fertility." I viewed the rectangular body of dark water. It was an interesting nugget of information, though at the time having babies was not high on my agenda. But not wishing to...Read On

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Trapped Beneath the Surface

The freedom she longs for is forbidden.

“Stay below the waterline,” her father always said. But she was a redhead; she was stubborn and didn’t listen. She often defied him and would sneak out of their watery kingdom and head to the cove. Once there, she would not only poke her nose above the waterline, she would also lift herself up out of the sea and onto the rocks near the dry land. She craved the sunshine of the human world...Read On

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Unsaid Words

A letter to the most special person, that will never reach him!

Woke up with the thought of the dilemma that segregated us apart. I felt as if the needles are piercing on my feeble heart. I jotted down everything with a beautiful prospect that my pure thoughts and fondness will bring you back. But, I deleted everything with panic that you may get fierce. The pain and fear of detachment always haunt me. My inner soul shouts for inner serenity, but...Read On

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Escape from the Concrete Jungle

Toes cramped in their shoe cages pound cold concrete. Grey buildings tower overhead reminding me of my smallness. My ears close to mechanical sounds of elevators, air conditioners, and clicking keyboards. Day after day I remain asleep to the world's natural beauty shrouded in man-made creations.  "Come with me," he says, whispering. I look into blue eyes - the first color I have seen today....Read On

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Love

My own meaning of love.

Love: A very intense and wonderful feeling that binds two imperfect hearts. They yearn to behold each other every day. They want reassurance that their future is clear and defensible. Their remembrances are beyond any description that has the power to give them the most satisfying siesta. The blossoms have colours, the sun gives hope, the moon disseminates brightness only when they have...Read On

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Beauty of Affection

A beautiful story of not so perfect couples.

Initially, we were as adorable as two deities dwelling in a palace made of beautiful bricks of elation, fondness, and temptation. We were like two travellers whose destination was always finding solace in each other. But, as time passed, the cloud forgot to shower its tiny flickering drops of fervour and serenity onto us; the Sun, whiff of hope and positivity, abruptly turned harsh on us....Read On

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Efforts

Efforts matter for than anything

Passion It is something we do for ourselves not to rejoice others.  I did my stint with much forbearance and arduous work with reasonable exploration. But, still, they kept pointing at my trivial mistakes and used it to impede my say rather than appreciating my efforts....Read On

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Weathering

It was her umbrella that brought them together.

It was a dark and stormy night, in a metropolis before UBER, GRAB, and iPhones. She had been with friends but was now alone, although with an umbrella, no taxi in sight. He didn't mind the rain, but had taken temporary shelter off the street. She noticed him marooned under a shop cover as she strolled by. He noticed her walking alone and was still a believer in chivalry. She was not too...Read On

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Quiver and His Muse

Isaac Cogswell, a court jester for the King of Britannia, secretly loved the Queen. He knew that no one should know about his secret love for the queen. He wrote beautiful love poems that would never see the light of day. He would love to share them with his one true love. Was it possible could he share them? Or even tell somebody about these poems? But the only problem was if anyone found...Read On

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Loneliness

Do you feel suppressed even among friends?

Why do I feel being excluded? Why do I feel being suppressed? The answer is unknown; life is yet to unfold its mysterious enigma with me. The arduous part is decrying myself for everything that transpires. I also have a say but still, it's either unheard or quelled.          ...Read On

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Star From Heaven

A heart touching fairytale

Fascinating glass castle encircled by trees loaded with chocolates and creamy fountains.  She embarked on the castle and saw ladies in gowns smirking as if happiness eternally endures there. In the throne, she glimpsed the most elegant lady, her Mom. "Wake up," told her dad. She mumbled, "Beautiful Star from Heaven!"    ...Read On

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Maimed Heart

Life is an art, cram it with Bright colours of exhilaration and positivity.

Do we hearken to our hearts? Do we assimilate our inner instincts? No. We are galloping in a race where we get anxiety because of our ineptitude to fit the so-called success pattern. We follow what everybody is doing to reach perfection. But, life is not that harsh! It sprinkles shimmering flakes of elation and serenity at the coldest of times where we have relinquished our hopes.  ...Read On

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Cara's Theme

Surprise over dinner.

Suddenly it all made sense. The new dress, the hair-do and the manicure. At a secluded table for two my life changed forever. Of course, there's so much left to plan. The guest list, my dress and who will sit with who at the reception. But for now let's drink a toast to the happiest moment of the past half million. All because you placed that small box on the table.  ...Read On

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Bridges

Cross with care, don't look down, and share your path to the other side.

She loves her Daddy. He gave her all he could for her to stand on her own. She retains all he taught her, all the memories along the way, and the confidence that she built under his tender care. She travels many paths but it is at bridges that she remembers him the most. Chasms of various heights always scare her. Bridges may not be perfectly safe. "Cross with care, don't look down, and...Read On

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Billy's Got A Secret

 

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Am I not Alone?

Another Perspective of Loneliness..

Straddling in a secluded room. Scrolling through social media sites, I caught glimpses of my mates sharing pictures together with captions "My roomie"," My constant". I attempted to be social, I am implicated with many clubs and groups. I talk with people, pay them to heed but my opinion and presence are alienated! Am I not alone?  ...Read On

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Contemplative

Thoughts and dreams and wonderment

 

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Broken Castle

Respect is the smallest gift we can bestow to our loved ones.

We shrieked. We brawled. We lamented. Our relationship which was meant to be a sacred sign of affection suddenly got reduced to abuse and combat. Somewhere it broke me apart. Getting respect, dignity and confidence seemed far away beyond my reach. He didn't hit me but his words went straight deep inside my glass built castle made of love and fondness and smashed it at all at once. I felt...Read On