Sunday, February 23, 2020

Hot Potato

Slaughterhouse


"This is a problem."
Everyone nodded and looked at the entrance of the tunnel.
"This is a huge problem."
Everyone nodded some more and looked at the entrance of the tunnel.
Silence.
"What if we close it down?"
All eyes landed on the unfortunate soul who uttered such nonsense.
"It'll be the end of the town!"
Everyone looked back at the entrance of the tunnel.
"There's a light over there," whispered the unfortunate soul.
"We know, it's the hole caused by the landslide."
"There's a light..."
"Stop it!"
The light at the end of the tunnel was not the hole.

Sunday, February 16, 2020

Lapse

Tim's Dreams by Romy Nayar

Who was that man, everyone wondered.
He wore a long coat and pulled around a big box with wheels. The box had a small window and the kids tried to look inside. That made him mad.
Who was that man, everyone thought.
One day, he walked into the water, small waves splashing on his ankles. He stood there for a long time, the box left unattended on the sand.
Then, something happened. The lid of the box opened but no one saw anything.
However, when she reached the water, she appeared. She smiled and swam away.
Who was that man...
100 Word Stories

Sunday, February 9, 2020

Hankering

Natural Mignon Colore

Going back, that's all she thought about, going back and sitting on that bench under the pergola, under the sky, close to her dreams...
She used to have dreams. She used to sit there and smile, looking up and enjoying the colors of the sunset. She used to think life was whatever she wanted it to be.
She was far away now, so far away, too far away. She looked at the sky but the colors weren't the same. She wondered if the bench was still there.
Then, she heard the sirens. It was time to move... and hide... again.
100 Word Stories

Sunday, February 2, 2020

Pulled From the Water

Octoberville


They look off.
They don't!
They do... is this a... tentacle?
The two friends tilted their heads.
You are crazy. I've been eating fish from these waters for months, said the merchant, adjusting the back of his shirt.
I don't think we should buy these...
Come on. I'll give you a special discount, how about that?
The two friends exchanged looks.
Well, OK then.
A month later, they were selling fish on the pier. The merchant had been promoted.
They too adjusted the back of their shirts.
It was a nuisance the shirts didn't have room for the damn tentacle.