new new (last b4 our mini AWP break!): "My Friend," by Julia Gilmour: wigleaf.com
02.03.2026 16:14
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new new (last b4 our mini AWP break!): "My Friend," by Julia Gilmour: wigleaf.com
We’re open (a little late) for subs 🌟
All 3 are incredible, but my favorite is “Cloud Baby”! If you haven’t read these, take a minute to treat yourself to @ezhang77.bsky.social’ gorgeous prose.
Around us, the city slowly decayed. It was the best time of our lives
Loving this beautiful work by @ezhang77.bsky.social today 🌬️
‘In the beginning, there was nothing to eat, only dream soup. Grandmother made it from her hair.’
Three razor-sharp, pitch-perfect micros from @ezhang77.bsky.social in @wigleaf.bsky.social - I particularly love ‘Dream Soup’ 🥣
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Thrilled to have three micros in @wigleaf.bsky.social!!!
new new: THREE MICROS, by Elena Zhang: wigleaf.com @ezhang77.bsky.social
Please treat yourself to Emily's story, she's an inspiring flash author and this one is right on target.
And this unexpected story with it's damning indictment ending, read this too !
Excellent, evocative piece.
LOVE the way this story pieces itself together at the end. Brilliant.
“… and we just stood there on the curb outside the station and let her repeat it over and over and over.”
“… but she shrugged it off as if it burned.”
“… one by one, until …”
@emilyrinkema.bsky.social in @wigleaf.bsky.social wigleaf.com/202602things...
Incredible, Emily. Just continuing to absolutely kill it with every story 🔥🔥🔥
“…my Uncle Joe called her a fucking snowflake and my Dad told him to shut the fuck up, and Uncle Joe laughed and said, what are you going to do, hit me?…”
Don’t miss the spectacular drama in this @emilyrinkema.bsky.social flash!
"I texted my sister & told her to meet me at the Waffle House, that we had a felony to commit. I told her to wear black & she didn't disappoint."
@emilyrinkema.bsky.social is killing it with this story! 🎉to the narrator, sister & dad ❤️🩹to Max & Aunt Tica, ⛔ to the minster & Uncle Joe. RIP Kelly.
"...and I grabbed the ball and heard the sirens, but I didn't care, I just wished she were here, Kelly, and that she could see us and the lights and the alarms,...."
Big love for this extraordinary piece of writing by @emilyrinkema.bsky.social in @wigleaf.bsky.social 💙💙💙
My Aunt Tica asked me to break into the church hall to steal a glass ornament from the lobby tree, so I texted my sister and told her to meet me at the Waffle House, that we had a felony to commit.
@emilyrinkema.bsky.social does my heart in again. In @wigleaf.bsky.social
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I found my father on the back steps. He told me Kelly had asked to come live with us last year. I pretended I didn't know that already....
Excellent story from @emilyrinkema.bsky.social @wigleaf.bsky.social
I could not be happier about where this story ended up. Thank you @wigleaf.bsky.social for believing in "Things That Happened at or around My Cousin Kelly's Funeral, in No Particular Order." Started at @smokelong.bsky.social, of course... wigleaf.com
new on our mainpage: "Things That Happened at or Around My Cousin Kelly's Funeral, in No Particular Order," by Emily Rinkema: wigleaf.com @emilyrinkema.bsky.social
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This story is so good! 💔
Oh, this. This one. Read this now!
Oh! I don't have the words to say how much Iove this story.
Something about how the diction goes tall tale… just 🤯
The sun was already rising above the horizon, round and tenderly pink like a clean udder brimming with milk….
Love this by Sergei Gerasimov @wigleaf.bsky.social 👏👏
This story’s gonna stay with me awhile.