Microfiction

Menagerie

It took 28 years and he learned how to survive himself. He could sit calmly with the parts he did not like. Girls liked him, and everybody wanted to be his frie...

Eleven

The first time I broke up with you, I got jumped on the way home by three teenagers in puffers who threw me to the ground and stomped on my face. I spent a week...

Syntropy

In bed, Morbidia consults her Magic 8 Ball, whose little blue triangle floats dramatically into view to say NO. She shakes it again. She shakes it again. She sh...

Dead Air

The station felt older at night. The walls hummed with leftover heat from the day, and the smell of burnt coffee lingered under the vents. Kaila sat in front of...