Morgo's published ficlets

  • Him Inspired by text

    Yes him. Joshua Simon. The only boy who made my heart beat faster and slower at the same time. The object of my affection. ...

  • Are We Hiding Things Now? Inspired by text

    “What’s her problem?”

    None of them answered me. I could tell by the avoidance it was something big. I shifted my stare from …

  • The Plastics Inspired by text

    The Plastics. There were eight of them Stee, Monet, Christen, Ito, Grinch, Lindsay, and the twins Brittney and Bridgett. I do…

  • Skirts and Legs Inspired by text

    I pull into the student parking lot around 9:15. _Ok. Now to find the perfect parking spot. Not too far from the door, but no…

  • Vicki

    “Vicki,” my mom yells from across the hall, “Get a move on or you’re gonna be late!”

    _I wish she’d stop yelling. Its soo fli…

  • Empty Inspired by text

    “Mama…. Papa…. Mitchie?”
    Myka walked through the house peeping into each room, looking for them.
    Once she made to the top of…

  • Empty

    “Mama…. Papa…. Mitchie?”
    Myka walked through the house peeping into each room, looking for them.
    Once she made to the top…

  • Morning

    It was just another morning, like any other. Myka laid in the bed until she felt the warm gentle kiss of sunrays on her cheek…

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