I have been writing microprose on the memo function of my phone. Below find some plucked from my archive.
#1 We never left that golden moment. We knew then, how to be immortal. If only: for a minute.
#2 You’ll know them by the shadows behind their eyes and the blood in their breath. They are the quiet ones. You’ll know. We all know.
#3 Through the heavy morning. The sun still wants what she wants. She wants I feel her own heat taken in and returned with glory. She wants to kiss my skin like the lover she will never know. She wants to know the sweetness of brown skin and hair that reaches for her too. I tilt my face up. Watch her burn the clouds and smile.
I’m hers. I am always hers.
#4 We see her, all of them. We know them, we Innocents who will not see, we Innocents who must not believe know how her. She walks with q switch in her hips and death in her eyes.
We know. We refuse. It is our right and our demise.
#5 He died.
He’s still dead and I’m still mad. He never saw me confidently reading poetry or heard me drunk and singing dirty blues. His hand still sits on mine sometimes, when I write things that hurt. He’s gone but not.
Occasionally when I write something a little lyrical I hear his shy voice, singing low the way he liked to sing to me on the phone.
But, he died.
Short writing lesson babes.
Don’t be afraid to play with microprose. Try a new voice, try a POV you don’t usually use. Try out vocabulary you don’t usually use. Try out, abandoning the traditional Western idea of a story and do something else. Make it like a poem.
Micro/super short flash is a really great way to do this. I also recommend doing it to limber up like stretching before you work out. Sometimes I also use these when I want to write a new story. So remember my loves, don’t throw that shit away.
Your turn, give it a shot.