Tweet fiction is a story written in less than 140 characters or less. That is correct, not 140 words – CHARACTERS. It is a mix between haiku like poetry and a story. I have included below some of my tweet fiction, seven of which were published in various publications. Here they are presented to you for free. The title follows each in parenthesis. The reason is, given the short length of the story, the title I believe gives away too much if given first. Enjoy!
Tweet Flash Fiction
by Michael Bradley
Soaring through the wild blue, air in my face. The sun is warm, then terror, my chest a burst of pain, I plummet. The ground rushes up, I hear, “Go get em’ boy, good dog.”
(The Hunt)
*****
The face in the mirror looked old. Lines, gray wispy hair, tired milky pupils. It was a reverse Dorian Grey. Inside I still feel young, but my reflection bears the truth.
(Reflection)
*****
The swells crest, the boat surges, nothing left to vomit. Twenty days, no fresh water now. We few look at each other with hunger. Will rescue arrive in time?
(Lifeboat)
*****
Salty spray, crisp wet breeze, seagulls crying in triumph as they catch a fish. Crunchy sand between my toes and my pretty bride splashing. The good life.
(The Good Life)
*****
Warm and secure, deep beats. Bright light, pain, I scream. Boring classes, finally done. Never fast enough for the boss. Cast aside and old. A hand clasps mine as the last breath escapes.
(Lifecycle)
*****
Morning! Hooray! Outside to the bathroom. Ooh! Back inside for my treat. Lap some water. Sleep. Oh, they threw that toy, run, run, run. Time for bed…sigh.
(My Dog)
*****
A spot hmmm. Strange place for a spot, still there. “Doc, need something for my cold. By the way, got a strange spot.” Spot cut off. Phone rings later, “Cancer.”
(Out Damned Spot)
*****
Words on a page. Do they suck? Read them to family and friends – good comments, they don’t ask for more. Read them to others – edits. Words on a page. Do they suck?
(Doubt)
Michael Bradley - Time Traveler 