Micro Prose: Things Noticed When Saying Goodbye to a Woman I Would Never See Again by Andrew Schofield

Things Noticed When Saying Goodbye to a Woman I Would Never See Again There was, of course, the white tile of the departures lobby, the one side that glimmered in its fresh wax and the other, waiting its turn, dulled by dirt tracked in on the soles of travelers’ shoes and by haphazard turns of… Read More Micro Prose: Things Noticed When Saying Goodbye to a Woman I Would Never See Again by Andrew Schofield

Micro Prose: The General is on Television Again by Joshua Johnston

The General is on Television Again Despite the egg on his face, he refuses to step down from the podium. It’s war paint, he insists, his neck swelling like a fighting rooster’s. Most of the audience eats it up. A truly brilliant yellow, notes one reporter. One can’t help but be reminded of the sun,… Read More Micro Prose: The General is on Television Again by Joshua Johnston

Micro Prose: Skeletons Warming Themselves by Sara Kachelman

Skeletons Warming Themselves We are the most beautiful dead women ever written. It has been a hundred years and our nails are still growing. The domestic dramas killed us. We never made it to paperback. Our faces favor Marilyn and the writers’ own wives. Sealed off in a ranch house in Plantation Springs, we finger… Read More Micro Prose: Skeletons Warming Themselves by Sara Kachelman

Micro Prose: We’re sorry, but your characters just didn’t seem White enough by Marcia Lynx Qualey

We’re sorry, but your characters just didn’t seem White enough Thank you for being patient while we considered your query. While we appreciated many things about the novel you submitted, Hot Fast Loud, we didn’t in the end feel we could represent it. However, because there are many strong elements, we are willing to look… Read More Micro Prose: We’re sorry, but your characters just didn’t seem White enough by Marcia Lynx Qualey

Micro Prose: Down the Stairs in Somebody Else’s Dreams by Sophie van Llewyn

Down the Stairs in Somebody Else’s Dreams You know who is behind this. Why your mother is unable to sell the house at the seaside. Why most of the prospective buyers distrust the viability of wooden houses, and why the few interested are having difficulties in obtaining a loan from the bank. You have to… Read More Micro Prose: Down the Stairs in Somebody Else’s Dreams by Sophie van Llewyn