Micro Fiction – The Takers

(100 words) There are things that go bump in the night. They don’t live under our beds or in our closets. They live inside of us.

Flash Fiction – Chocolate

(475 words) – I’m rifling through my shrinking sac of supplies, listening to the fire pop and crackle behind me. Then I hear it. A crackle, sure, but not of the ember variety… someone is behind me.

Flash Fiction – Wreckage

To them, she was just a monster. A girl who refused to take her yellow pills — as if she owed society her complacency after the shit hand it had dealt her.  

Flash Fiction – Artifice

(470 words) Ellie sits still, engulfed in blackness. She breathes in slowly through her nose and exhales heavily through her lips, until she becomes rather weightless. She’s ready.

Micro Fiction – The Big Spill

Joanie watched as the thick, white liquid spread across the table. The shards of glass glistened, peeking through a little.