Highly Commended in the BIFFY50 Microfiction competition.
Daddy fell over again yesterday.
I was watching SpongeBob SquarePants, when a crash came from th...
Highly commended in the BIFFY50 microfiction competition
The leaf blower polices trespassers from the trees. Mornings, he escorts autumn off the pavement...
1st place in the BIFFY Microfiction competition
We knew Mir would join us eventually. Since 1986 she'd been pirouetting in orbit, showing off shiny new instr...
"KIND sir, be so good as to notice a poor, hungry man. I have not tasted food for three days. I have not a five-kopeck piece for a night's lodging. I swear by G...
Slim, multi-coloured canoes dotted the surface of the lagoon under Third Mainland Bridge like props in a tourism picture. When the car punched through the side ...
I’m watching my clothes revolve. Trying not to sink into the grey concrete in my mind. The worries of no job or stable home. Nothing filling my wallet except re...
Unwilling to pay dues to the Future Homemakers of America, with no interest in pumps or purses, not giving a damn what X stood, not caring if you could solve fo...
