Mia Mathew

“Madcap's Clown” by Mia Mathew

“Has anyone seen my eyes?” A drowsy voice cried out in the midst of the busy crowd, Sully dropped his checklist and called back out, “Zook, is that you?” A dwarfish figure beside him spoke, “No I’ve got mine” He pointed to his eyeballs from which slime seem to droop.  Sully pushed among the midst of the bubbling group, tripping and falling to his feet when he finally spotted a pair of purple eyeballs bouncing in circles. He shook his head and caught them tight, “Here you go Dunkin.” Turning back he looked at the evanescent magic t...

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“Christine's Decision.” by Mia Mathew

Submitted to Contest #103

A table adorned with pastel rainbow cakes for two and warm french fries accompanied by fingers that tapped rhythmically with the bell that rung each time the door swayed, voices and laughter filling the cafe as well as leaving it.The end of the week celebration for two friends as well as colleagues of contrasting ages for simply making it through their working week.“You’re watching a movie tomorrow.” Marnie peered from her glasses while she devoured a handful of fries in one go.Christine’s mouth hung low as she folded her arms, “How did you-...

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“Just in Time.” by Mia Mathew

Submitted to Contest #101

The needle hand on my watch passed the hour hand at the 12 mark and I expected my alarm to be buzzing in about two minutes. Did I really sleep? I was sure that Dodie and I were having crab cakes at our favorite restaurant, and we then headed to her place to laugh at the late-night comedy reels on her tilted plasma LED TV. I then drove back here at 5 am and mushed into my bed, eyes half open watching the blue slivers that peeked from the curtains.I got up eventually, and my black dress and jewelry neatly set out on my desk and then I kno...

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“Grim Truth” by Mia Mathew

Submitted to Contest #88

It was a world different from the one we live in now, or we might someday come to, where consequences of one’s lies and deceit were measured on the tiny book called Pselmatin that would follow you to till the end of time. The unspoken rule was that when a hundred lies were marked on your Pselmatin, it would complete the creation of a monster from the grim world of Gomorriah who would ultimately find you and eat you whole. Roman was no exception to the rule, but he considered himself too smart to exceed his lies over one hundred. In his youth...

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“Emptied Heart” by Mia Mathew

Submitted to Contest #79

The open auditorium was filled with a fully seated audience captivated by the sound flowing from the raised platform. It was from a melody being produced from the melancholy dance of the bow and string held by a pair of skilled diligent hands. Once the performance was over, a pause hung in the air, waiting for the last note to float and dissolve, where a loud rumble of clap and cheers followed. While her deeply immersed shut eyes opened, Marie smiled at the cheering crowd and wiped the bead of sweat on her neck, waving her hands in a fanning...

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“Solitary Night” by Mia Mathew

Submitted to Contest #77

The computer screen bore into his eyes as he frantically filled in the last report for the end of the month. As he clicked the last needed key, a sigh escaped his lungs, and he drummed his chopsticks expecting to hear a couple of coughs his way. But as Benjamin looked up and around, his eyes widened to see the office vacant of people, the small room suddenly seeming spacious. His eyebrows deepened as he now faintly remembered, voices fading out the moving door, the clasp of briefcases, and the soft end of the keyboard clatters. The rattlin...

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