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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.


The Wardrobe

I can hear him downstairs; he’s opening cupboards in the kitchen. Cowering down in the corner of the wardrobe, I try not to make a sound. Then I hear him. He’s coming up the stairs. “I know you’re up here, I will find you.” My heart quickened as I heard him searching the bedroom. Then his shadow appeared at the bottom of the door. I nearly screamed as the door opened. Reaching in, he...Read On



Why does the color of my skin matter to anyone? It's just a pigment, nothing more. The color of my skin hurts me although it never should. I should never have to wish that I was never in the skin that I'm in.   Why does DNA have to separate us from one another?   Why does it pull us apart when it doesn't even matter. Can't we live without some more important than the others? Can't we see...Read On


The Chair

Today, it was my turn in ‘the chair.’

I remember there were two of them, a man and a woman. They both wore masks? First, they sat me in the chair, then shone a bright light in my face. The man shuffled behind me and began to question my plans for the weekend? I couldn't reply because the woman was busy stuffing something into my mouth. It was horrible! I closed my eyes, I just wanted it to be over. Next thing I remember,...Read On


The Far Away Man

Reflections, the lost ones, the wounded trying to find their path.

You were always there, around a distant corner, the far-away man, in the back of my mind. As my sister lay withering away in a hospital bed, it was you, with those ice-blue eyes, always smiling, that wit, your spark. I could see all of you, still. You were the sunlight and the rain, the thunder and the fire. You were everything rolled into one, and I moved about with those vibrations,...Read On


The Proposal

Twice this week he’s asked me to marry him, twice I had to turn him down. Now he’s asking again, I’m running out of excuses. I mean, I love him to bits, I really do. He’s kind, very good-looking and always brings a smile to my face. I’ve tried to put him off without hurting him too much. The last thing in the world I want to do is hurt him. He doesn’t understand why the age difference is...Read On


The Pit Stop

Tyres spent after forty miles of abuse; the racecar is signalled to pit for replacements. Nervous mechanics wait as the driver drives in at 60mph before swerving into his alloted slot, expertly sliding to a halt in front of his crew. Team chiefs and analysts watch anxiously from the pit wall as the mechanics leap into action. Pneumatic wrenches whir as worn wheels and tyres are removed,...Read On


Table for Two

Whole new dining experience

We sat at our favourite table by the window. I’m not the jealous type, but I know what I saw last night! There you were, with a smug grin on your face. Shamelessly, licking your lips like a brazen hussy. The same lips that I thought were reserved for me? You tried to act nonchalant as the waiter cleared the table, you knew exactly what you were doing! You always get your own way! ...Read On


John Is That You?

I heard something ... new ... today!

The bathroom at my office is this narrow affair.  Along one wall are sinks, then four urinals, and then six toilet stalls.  The other wall was paper towels, trash containers, and dryers.  The arrangement matters for this story. One day I was in the second stall when suddenly the earth shook.  No, not an earthquake, but someone let loose a gaseous emission that shook the stall walls.  It...Read On


Who Does He Think He Is?

You won’t believe this. A complete stranger walked up to me in the street and said, “This is your lucky day; I’m taking you out tonight.” Before I could tell him where to go he said, “Doll yourself up and meet me in the pub at seven.” And walked off. I was completely flabbergasted; I’ve never been so shocked or insulted in all my life. I mean, who does he think he is? Does he think he can...Read On


My First Time

It’s my first time, I’m nervous. I shouldn’t be, I’m sure he knows what to do. Hope he’s gentle with me. I don’t know why I left it so late in life. I feel foolish for not doing it sooner. I’m shaking; I don’t want to mess up my first time. I don’t want to put him off me. How long before I get it right. I must relax, stop overthinking. I want to remember my first time. “Okay Verity, don’t...Read On


Bullets and Bombs

The first bullets whisked past my ears. A short burst of machine-gun fire quickly followed. I was there, right in the middle of the action. A small explosion to my left as a fighter plane whizzed overhead. My heart was racing as the men ran up the beach toward me. My whole body shook as a shell exploded in the sea. I could hear another small explosion behind me. Two more fighter planes,...Read On



Today is our thirtieth anniversary. For thirty years he has been my lover, my best friend, my rock. He has always been there for me. He picks me up when I’m down, makes me smile when I’m sad. I love him now more than ever. I don’t mind that he can’t buy me a big house, nice dresses or fine jewellery. He’ll never take me on that once in a lifetime holiday. He keeps me happy, and that’s all...Read On



Before the statue of the warrior, she weeps

Voldar knelt before the statue of the great warrior and wept. Around her were the ruins of the city she had once called home. Foes had swept over it weeks before. “How could you let this happen?” Voldar cried, “You swore to protect them.” But the statue remained silent stone. “My family, my friends, my lovers. They were all here. Now they are nothing.” Voldar rose and drew her blade. ...Read On


The Target

The assassin's target was more than he bargained for

The killer looks down the scope at his target. He neither knows nor cares why The Boss wants this woman dead. That is not the killer's problem. The woman is undressing. Her dress slips to the floor, then her underwear. The killer watches with delight. Then she pulls off her hair and turns to the window. Her eyes are solid black. Her mouth is studded with pointed teeth. “Fuck,” the...Read On



Cancer, the one word that put me off him. Cancer, a small word with so much meaning. That one word tells me I can’t invest any more time in him. Why waste my time when I know things won’t work out. It’s no good you judging me, telling me to grow up and accept him for who he is, I won’t. It’s his fault, five dates we had before he told me. It’s best to end it now, before it becomes too serious....Read On


Have We Met Before

Surely we know each other



The Hotel

My poor husband, it really wasn’t his day. It’s wrong to gloat, I know that. I just couldn’t help myself. Think of me what you will, but I was going to relish in his downfall. As he arrived at the hotel I was laughing. He’d lost everything, his final roll of the dice never paid off. I was overjoyed, his loss was my gain. You see, that was my hotel, I put it there. I don't often win at...Read On



Headache, that’s all he’s been saying all day. I can’t help him, this is his problem. How on earth am I supposed to find a solution? I’m not a doctor, it could be anything. “Headache!” he shouts, there he goes again, blooming headache. If he doesn’t stop he’ll be giving me a headache. And then, a moment of inspiration; I shout out, “Migraine, it’s migraine.” I can hear the excitement in...Read On


Never Lose the Dreams

Dreaming down the many lanes of life

Parallel lives in parallel worlds, dreamscapes existing within ourselves. Beginning with the achievement of consciousness and continuing as life goes on. Coming alive each sleep time. More than one landscape of surrealism to pass along as we trek down our pathways of existence. We have met in these worlds, many times. Going on as long as we go along. Because, you know, we love us so.  Have...Read On


Sunset city

Now is the time to make an announcement about the so-called "sunset city". This is the city that exists both in our dreams as well as it exists in our material future. The perfect combination of spirit and substance - that is it! Where are now the horizontal moving lifts of the giant city tower, only in our dreams and our future projects? No, they exist in the future, and with the help of...Read On


The Pinnacle

My eyes opened to chaos. People's mouths stretched with screams, yet my ears heard nothing. Even more odd, I felt no pain. Five years later... I stood, literally and figuratively, on top of the world. Stretching my fingertips upward, I believed I could almost touch God. An unforgettable, powerful energy enveloped me as I looked down at the Himalayas. Peace had finally  found me at...Read On


A Perfect Holiday

The best vacation ever



Spring Will Always Come

Winter's alluring angel beckoned me, offering me freedom and comfort. I willingly went to her, my wants lay bare.  Strangely, the bitter cold did not sting. Her fingertips set my flesh ablaze. What was dormant now sprang to life. She enveloped me, whispering, "A new spring awaits. Do not fear."  I found sanctuary within her cradling arms. The snow melted on the ground beneath us,...Read On


Bobby's Place

Forty-six years ago, Bobby opened the doors and let us in. Battered and peeling even then, it was our sanctuary of truth. We learned fast to come and go in groups on its sketchy street and did we ever. The music was loud, the drinks cheap, and the light low enough to mantle the next morning's regret. Going to the ladies  was a euphemism you learned quickly and wasn't for the faint-hearted....Read On


How I Broke My Nose While Playing Chess At A Church Summer Camp

The inside story of how I managed to get my nose broken while playing chess at a church summer camp.

  Way back when, a friend and I were sitting behind the wired backstop to the church camp’s dusty softball field, playing chess on a small travel board, while waiting for the game in progress to end. We had cleverly positioned ourselves so both of us could watch the softball game while playing the grand game of chess.  Then it happened.  Later investigations revealed a misplayed softball...Read On


Sharing Passionate Journeys

Shall we travel together, hand in hand



The Monster Within

We seated ourselves on a bench. He scribbled away in his notebook, noting the Gothic architecture. Then the word "vampire" caught my eye. I chuckled at the absurdity of it all. The monster he was eager to create was seated next to him.  I glanced at the throbbing vein in his neck; my fangs descended. As if on cue, a heavy fog rolled in from the harbour with the veil of white mist offering...Read On



I stood there, gazing into that empty, yawning abyss. I felt a strange nostalgia. A melancholy that was both familiar and unnerving. I knew this place, long ago. Time began to slow. My tears began to flow. I have arrived. Goodbye....Read On


The Age of Innocence

So many times before, so many times again



It's not a Dystopian Nightmare

Reap what you sow!

If you could, you would see deserted streets, buildings, and whole towns.  Cars stopped and rusting along unused roads.  Nature was reclaiming the world, one that got a science lesson. Regardless of your religious beliefs, the lesson proved evolution to be true in the worst possible way.  One country developed a genetic weapon that targeted a certain group, one prevalent in a specific part...Read On