Abi Hynes is a drama and fiction writer. Her short stories have been widely published in print and online, including in Litro, Interzone, minor literature[s]…
Life better now. Easier. No adult. Only children and animal. Why? Why anything? Why sun fall down? Why ant crawl onto pangolin tongue? If other…
Somehow sheâd never imagined it to be this easy; there had not been any moments of hesitation, of wondering whether she shouldnât turn around and…
The glass thickens. Iâm a weird thing now. Iâm a creature of the deep, the down-deep, the unfound black-brown down-deep. I have my lights, my…
On the Monday, we ask people about him, what they remember. Most of them have something to say. âWas it something to do with his…
He throws his cup in an arc of milk, a constellation across your just-mopped floor. Your breath comes in through your nose and you sense…
Used to be madness was considered a stone, you say, studying that Hieronymus Bosch painting at the Prado. When we reach the hotel again, you…
My grandmothers gathered in the village square and passed a bottle of cider back and forth between themselves. They hadnât RSVPd, so we had to order extra…
The Splonk editors have chosen the following four microfictions for their Best Microfiction 2020 nominations. Congrats to the writers and good luck!