Microfiction

Trans Power
It’s the only graffiti in the provincial park women’s toilets. Trans Power. Sixteen inches above the sliding lock— you have to look up to see it.
By Jennifer A. G.3 years ago in Fiction
The Saga of Dale and the Zombies
This is the story of two communities (not to be confused with a somewhat popular story about two cities). The first is a fictional one that I created for a Vocal challenge. The second is a very real one; a community of incredibly talented creators and readers who helped turn my fictional one into an adventure that I will never forget.
By Dana Crandell3 years ago in Fiction
Deer | Yellowstone National Park
The air felt different lending to a cautious step as her hooves turned up fresh earth. She grazed, but her ears stood at attention, twitching with every sound, expecting something. What? She wasn't sure. The energy was new, yet familiar.
By Kristen Balyeat3 years ago in Fiction
Wolf | Yellowstone National Park
Drowsy, he rises in a wide-open expanse with no recollection of how he arrived here. Shaking his body to clear grogginess, his claws dig into wild dirt. Energy of this new wilderness changes his matter as the spirits of his ancestors celebrate his return. Fresh earth fills his nostrils, kindling a visceral, primitive hunger– for exploration and marrow.
By Kristen Balyeat3 years ago in Fiction
A POUND OF BUTTER and Bread
There were two guys named Tom who runs Butter shop and a guy named Benn who has bakery shop, preparing breads. Tom sold a pound of butter to Benn. One day Benn decide to weigh the butter to see if he was getting a pound or not and found that he didn't get the same weigh that he asked to Tom. This angered him. He went to Tom and started asking questions. Tom was little busy with the daily work so he could not give answers properly. If he listens to Benn, then chances are there to lose the money. Benn took the Tom to court as he's been cheating him for years. The judge asked the Tom that, "How are you measuring the butter that you are selling"
By Vishnu Priya3 years ago in Fiction
Crossing
I couldn’t describe the sound to you, and we never found out what made it, because our campsite was a ten-minute walk to the highway, and my arthritic foot had been acting up since Sunday.
By Jennifer A. G.3 years ago in Fiction
Leaving
Before the fear reached up from her belly to clasp her throat, she told herself that she would count three things in the room.
By Jennifer A. G.3 years ago in Fiction
The Witch's Apprentice:
In the isolated village of Blackwood, there was a woman named Sarah who was rumored to be a witch. She lived alone in a small cottage at the edge of the woods, and the villagers whispered that she practiced dark magic and had made a pact with the devil.
By Toyeebah Adeleye3 years ago in Fiction
Blame Cathy
Elvis: "You think you can eat more than me?" Marlon: "What have you got" Elvis: "The burger van has burgers, cheeseburgers, and more burgers"
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 years ago in Fiction
The Silent Symphony
John, an aspiring writer, cherished the solace of his cozy apartment. It was there, amidst the comforting embrace of words, that his stories came to life. However, his peaceful existence was disrupted when a cacophony of noise invaded his sanctuary. The arrival of new neighbours brought with it an onslaught of disturbances that shattered the tranquillity he held dear.
By Aisha Atif3 years ago in Fiction
Shadows of the Pursued
Gloria walked briskly through the bustling city streets, her senses on high alert. A tingling sensation crawled up her spine, as if an unseen gaze lingered upon her. Glancing over her shoulder, she noticed a man, a complete stranger, maintaining a consistent distance behind her. Alarm bells rang in her mind, but she refused to acknowledge her growing unease.
By Aisha Atif3 years ago in Fiction
To A Mind That Is Still, The Whole Universe Surrenders.
there was a youthful monk named Toshi who lived in a small Monastery at the bottom of a mountain Toshi was a active pupil always eager to learn and explore the training of Zen Buddhism one day while Toshi was planning in the friary's theater he heard a rustling sound he opened his eyes and saw a butterfly fluttering around the flowers Toshi watched in admiration as the butterfly danced in the air moving painlessly from one flower to another as he continued to observe the butterfly Toshi realized that it sounded to be fully at peace with the world around it the butterfly didn't feel to be floundering or seeking to achieve anything it was simply enjoying the beauty of the moment Toshi understood also that the butterfly's Stillness was what allowed it to surrender to the macrocosm the butterfly's calmness allowed it to be fully present in the moment without any distractions or worries from that moment on Toshi made it his charge to cultivate Stillness in his own mind he spent hours planning fastening on his breath and letting go of all his worries and distractions as he continued to exercise so she began to understand the true nature of the macrocosm she realized that everything in the world is connected and that he was just a small part of a much larger whole with this newfound
By James3 years ago in Fiction