Archive for the microfiction Category

Microfiction: A Man Goes Down Town

Posted in microfiction, Uncategorized, Writing with tags , , , , , , , , on August 6, 2012 by thislegofmine

A man goes down town.

He walks along the street as the light turns from yellow to red.

Across the street another man has a baseball bat in the back of his Ford Taurus.

Both feel uneasy.

On the corner it counts: 3, 2, 1, person.

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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: She Called

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

When she called  –  he put down the gun.

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.