Eviction notice; drive-in nights.
Swings and slides til the sky darkened, the movie started.
Feet crunching gravel to Poppy’s ancient Cadillac, a grand ship sailing the seven seas.
Joanie in pajamas, gulping hot dog and Coke, asked, “Is this our home now?”
Pillows, blankets, brothers, laundry, in the back seat.
Sara Jacobelli lives in New Orleans where she tries to avoid vampires, tourists, and Bourbon Street.
She rolled her empty coffee cup in her hands. In another sliver of time, he too played with his cup on a battered diner table. He was all alone in the diner; as was she, at home listening to the sounds of early morning and contemplating the inevitability of diffusion.
Sarah works as a high school teacher, and also tries to write stories.
At a Munich park, we sat and laughed together, as lonely travelers do. He bit an apple, and I took a bite of bratwurst. We toasted, clinking the sweet red apples on our juice jars, chorused “apfel,” and took a swig… then spit, and spewed… and hooted!
Deutsch: Essig!
Vinegar!
Casey Robb’s careers have included physical therapy and civil engineering. Her creative non-fiction has been published in “Texas Magazine,” and her poetry has won numerous awards and several trophies, and has been published in a variety of journals, including “The Classical Outlook,” “Ekphrasis,” “The Edge City Review,” “The Comstock Review,” and “The Lyric.” Her first short story was recently published in “Menda City Review”.
For Sale:
Slightly used lamp, Genie included. Two wishes remaining. Rub with caution. Stand back when lit. Resident is temperamental, prone to scratching and biting due to late-onset dementia. Perfect for small fantasies and unimaginative people.
Warning: love and power wishes are exempt.
Price is negotiable. Will trade for PS4.
David is an avid writer and recently won his first competition.
Since Jasper’s grandfather cleared land illegally to establish the farm, title couldn’t be issued.
Three generations continuously cleared land.
When an Environment Department auditor showed up to measure the clearance, Jasper shot the official dead.
Today the Environment Court seized the farm, causing Jasper more grief than his life sentence.
Barry O’Farrell is an actor living in Brisbane, Australia. He is enjoying the challenge of microfiction, with other stories appearing in A Story In 100 Words.
She was never good at gardening.
Each of her interests she only held briefly. Art, acting, writing, physics, she gave up on them all quickly. She planted the seeds and sat there waiting for them to grow.
But she neglected to water them and impatiently nipped them in the bud.
Lulu wrote this story.
Trapped in a cellar, with little ammunition.
They shouted to him:
he’d heard propaganda,
they weren’t barbarians,
he’d be treated okay,
Geneva Convention.
He was doubtful, but he didn’t want to die. He threw the AK rifle up through the trapdoor.
They beat him senseless.
Some time later, he died.
Ruby Ray has been a Jill of many trades and mistress of some of them. Anyway, she hopes to have mastered (mistressed?) a few more before she takes it easy for good.
She looks at me with big brown eyes, alive with anticipation for things to come. Her chestnut hair is a perfect complement to those eyes.
Unabashed, she is totally nude, standing anxiously by the door.
When my hand touches the leash, her tail begins to wag. Time for a walk!
Jim Purdy is a retired engineering manager who lives in Oregon and spends his day with his faithful dog (named Maybee) who never gives him disparagement. She wags her tail as he reads her whatever he has just written.
The big yellow taxi pulled up.
When I got in, the driver had puffy eyes; he’d been crying. Something must’ve snapped in his mind. He turned with a crazed expression.
“Where we going to then, sweetheart?” he asked in a murderous tone, and sped off before I could get out.
Angela L. Garratt is the author of Innocent Spirits. She also writes poetry and runs a successful writing group at her local library. Her preferred genre is horror, but she also has a fascination with history and natural history. She is the co-writer of four songs that are now out on a CD called Past and Present by Niven Smith.
He was being chased by an entire mob of men so much stronger than he.
He had to get away, now! He raced faster and faster, darting in and out, trying to lose them.
His whole life depended on getting away.
Finally, he broke free.
The entire crowd screamed, “Touchdown!”
Linda McMahon works as a Transaction Coordinator for a California real estate company. She is constantly busy pursuing paper by day and words by night.