Microfiction

I'm So Sorry...
I've been told my whole life that sharing is a virtue, so I guess that makes me a saint today. Look, I'm tired of the noise. I'm tired of the weight behind my eyes and that buzzing in my ears that sounds like a thousand bees trying to start a band in my head. They say a debt is only a burden if you're the one holding the bill... and I feel like I've held it long enough.
By Sara Wilsonabout 2 hours ago in Fiction
Doodling along .......
One day A was out doodling along the word path. Just wondering where he will end up. A met a lot of friends along the way, but still just doodling along this path making more friends along the way. He saw the end and seen his friend.
By Mark Grahamabout 4 hours ago in Fiction
They saw nothing
The strange allegations were confirmed; 47 graves unearthed. Coffins emptied. When caught, the perpetrator claimed he needed bodies– an offering to the Gods.
By Lamar Wigginsabout 4 hours ago in Fiction
Taxed to Death
Biggest scam there is, being taxed for money you make, then taxed again for things you buy, then taxed again for things you were already taxed for. This is government overreach. Imagine all the people with hidden assets, how will you ensure they pay their due taxes?
By Sid Aaron Hirjiabout 5 hours ago in Fiction
Trust, Undone
I trusted her with everything—passwords, plans, parts of myself I hid from everyone else. She learned it all, then used it when leaving paid better than loving. I didn’t chase. I sat, realizing betrayal doesn’t start with them—it starts the moment you hand someone knife.
By Aarsh Malikabout 7 hours ago in Fiction
Field Notes on a Failed Kidnapping
Elyra had prepared for this extensively. She stood in the corner of her burrow halfway behind a tall shelf that she had dragged there two nights before for exactly this purpose. The human was sitting on the other side of the room, tied to the chair that Elyra had placed in the center.
By Brooke Moranabout 21 hours ago in Fiction
See No Evil
“I think we should review the Calculus assignment when we get back,” Alicia suggested with a nervous laugh. Colby glanced at her incredulously, though Nina, almost too eagerly, replied,
By Taylor Rigsbya day ago in Fiction
Still Preferred. Top Story - March 2026.
We celebrate World Back Up day. A day when we cherish what we nearly discard Sometimes backups serve us well. 🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lina day ago in Fiction
Wasp Talk. Content Warning.
Introduction This is inspired by a few things: My friend Chris said wasps were the football hooligans of the insect world, my recent post where I stated that some people are only happy when they are miserable or have something to complain about, and the book I am reading, "The Roaches Have No King" by Dabiel Evan Weiss which is about New York Apartment life observed by cockroaches.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred a day ago in Fiction
Hierophantasm. Top Story - November 2023. Content Warning.
Do you know where you are? The old woman croaked. Ren & I both held our breath, trembling. Had it worked? We'd been pulled in so many directions since last harvest, searching for the true motives behind the High Arcane's barbaric rituals. So many deaths and false promises. So many false leads and dead ends... We didn't dare believe it. Sensing our apprehension, the old woman nodded.
By J2 days ago in Fiction
My Oasis
I ran my fingers through my hair. The drinks were slowly taking over; I grasped the railings of the balcony and stood still; or so I thought. She walked over to me, watching me sway like a cosmos in the wind. She was something I couldn't make sense of, until recently.
By Rushali Prasad2 days ago in Fiction
A Falling Leaf
A blinding mist that rises so high up, the setting sun soaks and drowns in it's depths. From where I fluttered in the warm summer breeze, I have always admired it; the magnificence it holds, the sheer glory of covering up an expanse of the land.
By Rushali Prasad2 days ago in Fiction