Category Archives: Twort

Class Warfare (microfiction twort)

I took my child to school and witnessed the change. My girl, softly swayed at home, emotions tentacled, always reaching, an only child weighed by her parents whims, turned stout. Concrete. We met two of her friends in the hallway, … Continue reading

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Monster Under the Bed

The monster under Timmy’s bed nibbles on toes; it feeds on nightmares. Limping, sore, feet scarred, Timmy shuffles into mother’s room,  scissors shaking. The monster will eat well tonight

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The Pixelated Heart

His new name: Adonis12. Another day, another profile, the keyboard sends his love. Kate always responds: 48 hours of flirting before the silent freeze.  Like a chameleon without a palette, one day he’ll get it right. One day he’ll make her … Continue reading

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Fluff

I wake up to white windows and snow.  Light and fluffy, it weighs heavy in bulk, sagging all shelter.  The morning news: snow without a snowday, adulthood and its empty promises.

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Chicken

His shotgun shaking, the farmer found the fox already dead in the henhouse. The roosters looked up from their bloody delight, ready for more. Never bring a gun to a cockfight.

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