Though the caravan was lined with lights in all manner of color and size, they did little to clarify the evening. Glorn could not see far, and he could not hold his hand over his eyes to find the balance between glare and dim. His hands were secured over his head. He could break the… Continue reading Ogre (masochism)
Category: Microfiction
Tooth
When asked how he was doing, Noel took the risk and gave an honest answer. “My tooth is killing me.” His friend looked bored, so he added the reciprocal, “but how are you?” Stephanie was a mess. Her father was in town and every time she saw him it raised issues that she wasn’t prepared… Continue reading Tooth
Robustness (part 6)
A woman passing by looked their way and sneered cheerfully. He couldn’t move his arms to shrug or otherwise gesture, as he was pinned in place, but he wanted to respond somehow. He turned his face slightly red. Their asymmetric hug was not of lovers or of relatives, nor was it the reunion of old… Continue reading Robustness (part 6)
Fan
He had his computer at the coffeeshop not because he worked better in public. Later, he would have to erase everything and start again, all these stray thoughts infecting his own, but he couldn’t be at home anymore today. Those walls felt like obscurity. These were mediocre walls, covered in quirky animals and newspaper clippings,… Continue reading Fan
Comfort
Greta didn’t have a key anymore to the old house, and though her parents lived far away from civilization and had nothing worth stealing, they kept their estate secure. She’d grown up in this unfamiliar place. As she waited for her mother to walk herself to the door, she looked across the wasted farmland to… Continue reading Comfort
Judge
The office was somewhat colder than the air outside, and he kept his jacket on even though he had been told he could take it off. Mr. Jennings would be just a minute, the receptionist had told him. He shivered. The room must have been less than fifty degrees, and he didn’t have anything to… Continue reading Judge
Best Friends
The concert was sold out, but Charlie got the last two tickets. The box office shut down right behind him. “Great,” Steve said when Charlie told him the news. He hated country music, and he hated Charlie, but he knew where he was spending Friday night. “I know a little place where we can get… Continue reading Best Friends
Better
Hello. Here is a link. Better It is a story with some inconsistencies. I’m not quite satisfied with it, and I keep changing it. Sorry for the ambiguity. -MWA (And if someone can tell me how to post Twine stories natively in WordPress, I want to hear that explanation)
God
Just as he said the word “darkness,” the power went out. His parishioners called it a miracle. Reverend Gupton was grateful for the vote of confidence, but he found it hard to believe that God would waste a miracle on such measly punctuation. God, however, knew that such a petty miracle would throw him off… Continue reading God
Baby
Her first few memories were of love. As soon as light hit her face, she was held in her mother’s arms. She had milk and a merciful touch across her body. Later, she woke up in a room that was apart from everything. She looked up, the only direction her head was facing, and saw… Continue reading Baby
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