Friends

“Who am I, and why am I dressed like some old witch?” Sammy helped her fellow tween up. “A minute ago, you were an old witch!” “Oh. I don’t remember.” “You said you’d forget. You wanted a new beginning.” “Oh. Okay. I’m… Aggie. Right? Are we friends?” “We are, now.” Copyright © by Jason H.... Continue Reading →

Presence

She awakened with a gasp, cold, wet and naked. Scrambling to stand in the shower stall, she tripped over the woman’s corpse strangled at her feet. Sprayed by water long since drained of warmth, a melancholy face —empty of life— was the only witness to her christening. A scream and the sound of shattering glass... Continue Reading →

Mid-Week Muses: “Our Cycle’s Done”

A weekly compilation of collected microfictions composed by yours truly. If your time is short, these are shorter! Inside, the Kohl's was dark, stale and untouched by looting. Wandering past racks of clothes never to be worn, she grabbed a coat. #1LineWed He tried to pet the ghost cat, but his hand passed right through... Continue Reading →

Mid-Week Muses: “The Kid was a Were-Elephant”

A weekly compilation of collected microfictions composed by yours truly. If your time is short, these are shorter! "Strategic A.I. networked to an army of unquestioning drone bombers. Yes, this is peace in our time... the peace of the grave." #1lineWed Jane's arm spasmed, ripping loose from her shoulder. Thrashing, it snapped a lamprey's mouth... Continue Reading →

Mid-Week Muses: “Humanity Lives in Our Flaws”

A weekly compilation of collected microfictions composed by yours truly. If your time is short, these are shorter! The problems of others were only of tenuous concern to her... Mearly fragile mosaics of watercolor and gossamer that she ignored. #1lineWed "Now you pay for your pagan infidelities, witch!" Blood spread. "But I die free, inquisitor.... Continue Reading →

Mid-Week Muses: “…Orifices Wide and Howling”

A weekly compilation of collected microfictions composed by yours truly. If your time is short, these are shorter! Enna took up the wooden sword looking to her father. "You could've slept in for your birthday," he said. "Teach me." #1lineWed #amwriting They trudged down the stairwell steps, cubicle accoutrements in boxes. Carol looked to Tim.... Continue Reading →

Mid-Week Muses: “Gym was the worst…”

A weekly compilation of collected microfictions composed by yours truly. If your time is short, these are shorter! With a gurgle of blood, Gathron's beloved friend died in his arms. Wrathful eyes turned to the enemy as he took up a fallen sword. #1LineWed She stopped running, too late to reach the departing bus. Seconds... Continue Reading →

Mid-Week Muses: “Viv, are we a thing?”

A weekly compilation of collected microfictions composed by yours truly. If your time is short, these are shorter! The scribe ignored the fortune in emeralds around her. Instead, he grasped the slave girl's hand and they ran for their lives. #1lineWed He strode ashore amid a sound of thunder and gunfire. Time travel mutation or... Continue Reading →

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