Etiqueta: a short stories
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The Unseen Behind The Scenes by Laura Bennett
Question for you all. When do you feel you write the best material? Ok, ok. So. A second post in one day? It’s been a while since I’ve done one of those! Hmm…what’s fired me up? Honestly…the daily prompt is a repeat (like that’s ever not the case?!) and I…
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100 YEARS FROM NOW by Mike Steeden
The sky will last foreverThe clouds are temporaryIn a 100 years from nowWhat remains will be a poisoned seaSome will call it tragicWhen the sea puts on its show for freeJust rotting fish and plasticA becalmed toxic destinyIdiots and profiteersSit back and watch it on TVThe carcasses of whalesThe cloak…
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The Story of the Rainbow by Luisa Zambrotta
The Story of The Rainbow (Indian Legend) “Once upon a time the colors of the world started to quarrel: all claimed that they were the best, the most important, the most useful, the favorite. Green said: “Clearly I am the most important. I am the sign of life and of…
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Song Bird by Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
When hope comes from a blade of grass Entering the cage, heavy breathing on his neck, stench of feces in the air, concrete stained with liquid mysteries, kneeling on cardboard, taking his place. Clanging gates, stomping on to the next bird, the guard disappeared. Holding the grass blade between his fingers,…
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Adrenaline job by Bogdan Dragos
“Yeah, I’m not the first nor the last security guard to fall asleep on the job,” he said. “Especially on night shift. A year ago the security company I worked for stationed me at a mental asylum. Only the worst of the worst cases ended up there. An’ I was…
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SHE COULDN’T HELP HERSELF by Mike Steeden
The spider climbed the old brick wallhe was looking for a bedhe’d left his web unattendedat least that’s what he saidby the time he’d reached the rooftophe stopped to take a restand that was when he saw hershe looked great, he was impressedso he thought that he must tell hershe…
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THE APPEARANCE OF A STRANGE CREATURE IN THE FIELD | Lê Vĩnh Tài
Truyện ngắn Lê Vĩnh TàiTranslation by Nguyễn Thị Phương TrâmArt by Đinh Trường Chinh I’m walking home and each step falls with the dying light. I watched my shadow far away and tried to get over the next rise of the hill. It twisted and turned like the shadows of…
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Almost love in California. by John Coyote
Almost love in California…. I was your Hemingway and you were my Agnes. We were free falling into a love that could never be. I wanted you forever and you wanted to be okay. A soldier love, held on by a whisper and a wish. I brought you to California…
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Count to twenty by Bogdan Dragos
When you’re little and growing up, twenty feels like a special number. You’re cool if you can count to twenty. Cooler still if you can do it without using your fingers. Twenty seems quite a lot. Yet not too much, It’s still manageable and you’re having fun experimenting with it.…
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The Architect by C. J. Anderson-Wu
Architect Hou was woken up by a phone call. When he got up to answer the phone, he realized the storm had passed, and the power was back. “Come to the National Science Education Center for a meeting.” “For what?” “For the reconstruction of the Radio Station for Education.” “What…
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«Fantasy Dream» by Precious Magdaleno
«Fantasy Dream» by Precious Magdaleno It’s one o’clock in the morning / lost deep in thoughts of this fantasy dream / glistening within these dark hours of the night / where mind is thinking about you all the time / reminiscing two hearts playing the music of “us” / a kind of old love waiting…
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NEVER SAY IT IS OVER by mike Steeden
8th May 1945, Paris A standstill crystal clear night under the amorous impressionism of a moon’s intimate ogling, the lioness and the lamb renew an affair. Cemented almost as one upon Pont de L’Archevêché sharing the last of the Gauloises, looking down and out at the magic of perception over…
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THE PANDEMIC by Luisa Zambrotta
At first, it arrived on tiptoe, slipping into our lives before we even noticed.Then it grew bolder, tearing down every barrier and robbing us of our peace, our health, but above all, the people we loved. We stopped singing from our balconies, as we had begun to do to feel…
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The Squall by Edward Ahern
Driving wind riffled the receding water back up onto the tidal flats. The gray sky was blackening. It suited my mood. Knowing I was apt to get wet, I zipped up my windbreaker, leaned against the wind and sand-shuffled down to the shoreline. Loose seaweed wallowed in the shallows, waiting…
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A life ain’t saved just because it’s born by Bogdan Dragos
He passed by too many children having fun on his way to the hospital. There were children having fun even as he came up the stairs. Children and parents, caretakers, children with broken arms or legs, children in wheelchairs, with bandaged heads and an eye, all recovering with the greatest…
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«A Dinner With My Younger Self» by Atty. Madelyne L. Carsula – Tolentino
«A Dinner With My Younger Self» by Atty. Madelyne L. Carsula – Tolentino I had a dinner date with my younger self… She arrived 30 mins ahead of the agreed time… I arrived very much on time… She was wearing a blue halter neck midi dress and strappy sandals… I…
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