My new micro story is in One Forty Fiction:
When he realised he wouldn’t be first – too far behind – he desperately turned right, hoping for an egg overlooked by the other spermatozoa.
twitter stories by Evert Asberg
My new micro story is in One Forty Fiction:
When he realised he wouldn’t be first – too far behind – he desperately turned right, hoping for an egg overlooked by the other spermatozoa.
Cuento Magazine simultaneously twittered my autumn story:
The child shuddered at the sight of trees losing leaves. Her adoptive parents reassured her it was autumn, not napalm.