Tags » Micro-Fiction

Sleight of Hand

Stop looking at the knife. Stop looking at it!

Close my eyes. Cowed. Don’t let him see my hands working free behind the chair.

Ignore his heavy palm – every inch it moves up my leg is an inch further from the knife on the table. 6 more words

Flash Fiction

170x170 day 2 2.5.15

When they met she was lonely after break-up with her almost fiancé, she blamed over possessive future mom in law. He was married and bored, she was good friend, who acted more like lover than friend, a very possessive lover to be precise, soon rumors started and his wife divorced him, walked away from him with their kids. 113 more words

Sharmishtha Basu

170x170 day 2 2.5.15

When they met she was lonely after break-up with her almost fiancé, she blamed over possessive future mom in law. He was married and bored, she was good friend, who acted more like lover than friend, a very possessive lover to be precise, soon rumors started and his wife divorced him, walked away from him with their kids. 113 more words

Sharmishtha Basu

For a Friend Somewhere in France by Elizabeth Iannaci

Elizabeth Iannaci was born in New Haven, shares a birthday with Red China, Julie Andrews, Jimmy Carter, two of her college roommates (which was always challenging when getting carded) and the anniversary of Roger Maris’s 61st homer.  397 more words

Art

170x170 day 4 4.5.15

She turned back, he was still following her. His skeletal body, hungry eyes bore straight into her heart. But her hands were already full…

She walked on hoping he will walk away, find someone else to stalk but when she turned before entering her home he was standing, a little distance away as if he knew that she was about to desert him, leave him out in the street to fend himself. 98 more words

Sharmishtha Basu

170x170 day 4 4.5.15

She turned back, he was still following her. His skeletal body, hungry eyes bore straight into her heart. But her hands were already full…

She walked on hoping he will walk away, find someone else to stalk but when she turned before entering her home he was standing, a little distance away as if he knew that she was about to desert him, leave him out in the street to fend himself. 98 more words

Sharmishtha Basu

170x170 day 4 4.5.15

She turned back, he was still following her. His skeletal body, hungry eyes bore straight into her heart. But her hands were already full…

 

She walked on hoping he will walk away, find someone else to stalk but when she turned before entering her home he was standing, a little distance away as if he knew that she was about to desert him, leave him out in the street to fend himself. 100 more words

Sharmishtha Basu