Micro story

  • Sun and Moon and The Dusty Fridge of the Sky

    As he spun his web of gold around the evening, Sun smiled on the river children, below. Oh, how they splashed and cackled and loved! What would Moon think of this beauty, Sun wondered, knowing how his dear and sleepy… Continue reading

  • The Orange Light. Micro Fiction.

    Burnt orange light feels safe. Pop’s old library is full of it; lamp dappled walls, beautiful to look at, even more beautiful to feel. How do you describe a feeling? You can only feel, and open up so others can… Continue reading

  • Super Mum

    She hides in the bathroom and cries. She places her palms over her ears and breathes into her belly. ‘Don’t wish it away. Such a precious age,’ she’s heard it a million times. She smiles politely. Tells them, silently, they’ve… Continue reading

  • Best Friends

    ‘Sun?’ ‘Yes, Moon?’ Sun dribbled out the corner of his frown, watching drearily as a group of star children skipped along a cloud. ‘When was the last time you laughed?’ ‘Umm…Oh, I can’t remember, Moon. Too long ago.’ ‘Sun?’ ‘Oh,… Continue reading

  • Lavender

    They used to meet in the meadow and gather lavender. How sweet it was to raise their faces and breathe. How sweet it was, just to be. Side by side. Alive.   Continue reading

  • Sun and Moon, Unconditionally

    ‘Sun?’ ‘Yes, Moon?’ ‘Why are the humans always so angry, do you think?’ ‘Because Moon, they haven’t realised that, like us, they have the ability to shine.’ ‘They do? So why don’t more of them shine, then? If they can,… Continue reading

  • Fear

    ‘Sun?’ said Moon, as she wandered along the path of cloud that lead to their shared home in the sky. ‘Yes, Moon?’ ‘I’m afraid.’ ‘Of what?’ ‘Of everything. Of nothing, of…oh, I don’t know. I’m just afraid.’ Sun stopped abruptly… Continue reading