Category: Short story
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Devil’s Child
Through the crack in the door I watch the silhouettes of the village kids kicking balls in the dry dirt. I could be with them if not for my sin. Father tells me I must not approach the children lest I taint, or otherwise curse, them. I glimpse pieces of…
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Faithful Friends (Clean Fiction Magazine Fall 2024 Winner)
Through the window, Ray saw a dead world. The month-long drought had decimated the land, drying the dirt so completely that each time he searched the ground for fallen acorns, the dirt crumbled under his paws like a forgotten cookie. The leaves had all begun to rot on the ground,…
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Ashen Tulip (Clean Fiction Contest Winner)
Through the window, I saw the future. Dreams are always strange, but this . . . I actually felt like I was in the dream. The hairs on my arms rose from the chill behind the window. Definitely weird. Without deciding whether I should be curious or worried that I…
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Midnight’s Courage
The dappled glow of the moon illuminated Midnight’s loneliness. To her left and right imposing oak trees towered over her, in front of her the dense forest twisting in unfamiliar bends and trails. The shadows begotten by the night stretched along the ground and became her only comfort. “Mom? Papa?”…
Lynnea Mileusnich 