a gathering of Medium fiction hobbyists
I don’t know anyone that wants to do what they don’t want to do.
A flash fiction fable.
She lied down on a bed of lettuce, looked up at the stars, and wondered which one would burn out next.
a short caper
We ran our fingernails down the chalkboard to see what would happen.
An Internet story.
In which Chakram Shastri travels back in time to keep Bruce Wayne from becoming Batman.
An adventure story.
It doesn’t matter how they do it. It doesn’t matter what it is.
A rare look into a group home with four disabled adults, one jaded caregiver, and a man circumstances destroyed…
An identity story.
The dark is nothing. It fills up the night and then it’s done.
Marlene ordered a Park Sandwich, so I did too. We sat at a picnic table with a couple from Pennsylvania and we ate our Park Sandwiches.
During my recent visit to my native land I twice saw The Man Who Doesn’t Like Leo Kottke.
If you sit very still you can hear everything. Right now, I’m listening to the end of the world.
Micro Story
I see the scene this way: she is walking toward the park, between the crowded Tuscan bistro and the Goodyear store; heading into the sunset…
It’s a country full of strange places. I’ve seen enough of them.
I’m wary of making judgments, but there was that time we did it on the dirt floor of a shed.
Micro Fiction
a dark comedy
So I’m angry. Tell me I’m not entitled. All the bad nights I’ve had.
Some time after the accident, the Arnolds dropped by to offer their assistance.
That was so funny how she thought she should give us a signal.
The committee has voted to request you cease writing about clouds.
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