Why it pays to start small
short story
Short Fiction Sunday
My weekly post on short fiction
Atmosphere
"I don't think I could ever get tired of seeing that."
ORB
"Thanks, buddy."
Hope
Every second counted.
Parched
"The water went away, but the trees couldn't."
Name the Stars
The forest looked the same here, but the sky was different.
Chance
Chance had never seen Africa. He'd been born in space.
Baldr
Each morning when she looked in the mirror, she found a stranger staring back at her.
Error
He was not a "he". He was an "it".
Michael T. Kuester 