Archive for July, 2012

Microfiction: Suffering

Posted in microfiction, Uncategorized, Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on July 29, 2012 by thislegofmine

He gently whispered, “Life is suffering.”

I laughed to hide the tears.

Microfiction: Taller

Posted in microfiction, Uncategorized, Writing with tags , , , , on July 27, 2012 by thislegofmine

The room is full of tiny people who like to listen to themselves talk.  Recently Clarence began to grow taller.

Microfiction: Missing

Posted in Uncategorized on July 23, 2012 by thislegofmine

Last month was full of warm tea and conversation, but this month should pass very quietly.  A pair of shoes are missing from my closet.

Microfiction: She Called

Posted in microfiction, Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , on July 20, 2012 by thislegofmine

When she called  –  he put down the gun.

Microfiction: But You’ll Drown

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on July 18, 2012 by thislegofmine

“If you breathe in the air you’ll drown,” His grandmother said about the passing sandstorm.  Unwilling to accept this he took in a deep breath and coughed salt water all over her rug.

 

“See what you made me do,” the child admonished.

 

“Just like your father,” his grandmother responded.

Microfic: Clumsey

Posted in microfiction, Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on July 17, 2012 by thislegofmine

When they were done fighting Andre sharpened all of the knives in the kitchen.  He took the time to admire his reflection in each blade before putting them in their proper place.

“It’s not my fault you’re clumsy,” He repeated to himself.

Microfiction: Huldra

Posted in microfiction, Writing with tags , , , , , , , , on July 16, 2012 by thislegofmine

I was afraid when I asked,  “Why do you keep an axe under the bed?”

My lover responded.  “There is just so much nature around here, and sometimes the trees get too close.”

He reached and felt my back just to make sure.