Tag: Micro Fiction

Two People With Problems by Kay Rae Chomic

Different than other men Dora found online—rougher hands, a dry wit, and tendency to hypochondria. Similar in how he loved drinks and small bites at happy-hours, TV crime shows, and playing Cards Against Humanity. She liked his looks, told friends he was a cousin of the Marlboro man: 6’ 2” tall, wide shoulders, narrow hips;

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Split by Kathryn Kulpa

When I met him my life split down the middle. Before him and after him. Like history, B.C. and A.D., except I never understood why, if B.C. means Before Christ, A.D. isn’t A.C. After Christ. The first time we had sex I thought I would split in two. I felt my body pushed to some

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Bullets In The Face by Cheryl Powell

Guy in a pizza uniform gets on the train. His face is shot full of holes. ‘Do you mind if I sit here,’ he says, voice high, ice-green eyes unblinking. I move my feet. ‘Not at all.’   I know what he is, but good manners cost nothing. He sits down opposite and I count the

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Wilma Trashed My Mother’s House by Jill Bronfman

The hurricane that danced around my mother’s house wore the exasperated expression of a cartoon character. The Halloween party had to be cancelled because the fake cobwebs were soaked, and the roof tiles were all over the lawn. Until the next time, I toast Wilma, as she backs away. Wilma tells us that next time

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When Darth Vader Was My Boyfriend by Kathryn Kulpa

When Darth Vader was my boyfriend I let a lot of things slide, but I knew we were broken up for good when I texted him that I couldn’t meet him at the show that night because my father was in the hospital. ☹, Darth Vader texted back. Later he posted concert pictures. I saw

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Lunch Menu by H. J. Garven

The room was painted pink. It was a flamingo pink that hurt the eyes. The job was done by an amateur because the mustard yellow was still visible over the new stripes of paint that were thrown over the walls. The smell coming from the kitchen, a mixture of chicken and sweat, formed a cloud

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Three Parrots by Andrew Stancek

The parrot squawks, “Smell like crrrap, farrrt, farrrt, farrrt.” “You’re silly,” Aunt Elvira tells me. “He’s a sweet bird and would never say anything inappropriate.” Aunt Elvira is my favorite human but she forgets a lot, and her hearing is worse every day. Sometimes she calls me Vlado. That was her husband, who used to

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The Things That Love Does by Amanda Saint

Fact: Falling in love activates the same part of the brain as cocaine addiction. So, you just have to accept it. I’m addicted to you. It’s out of my control. * Fact: A 2011 study found that the brain patterns of longtime, happily married couples behave in much the same way as those of couples

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Rolling Out by Meg Pokrass

I woke up, rolled out of bed, and felt beautiful. I called the man I’d met online and told him that I really lived a lot closer than he thought. “I’m wearing elevator shoes,” he said. “Because I’m tall in my soul.” Fine with me. When I looked in the mirror, I just had to

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Lost Tourist by Meg Pokrass

It was her high school boyfriend who started the trouble. She was just sixteen. He suggested that she didn’t have a normally shaped vagina, his finger skittering around it like a lost tourist. “You need to see a doctor. Find out why it isn’t opening,” he said. “God, that’s embarrassing.” He shrugged and turned on

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