Hundred
In response to today’s #vss365 prompt – 100, here’s my Very Short Story. Humans in shackles bowed to the Director. “What have these flesh bags dug up?” He asked an… Read more »
In response to today’s #vss365 prompt – 100, here’s my Very Short Story. Humans in shackles bowed to the Director. “What have these flesh bags dug up?” He asked an… Read more »
Sorry about the crappy title. I’ve been nursing a sick, clingy child for days now. So exhausted. Anyway, I’d been coming across these tiny stories on Twitter lately with the… Read more »
“Wait, I have it! These cases, they’re connected!” I shouted with caffeine-induced confidence. My partner, Gomez raised an eyebrow, too tired to ask. It was midnight and we were still… Read more »
I woke up one morning and she was gone. As if she was a butterfly that had landed on my nose for a brief moment. But in that brief moment, she made me believe in all things beautiful and pure.
Zebra was thirteen and frustrated. The herd’s ne’er-do-well tripped over a stone one morning. He limped to the watering hole. Fawns cooed. “You okay? Zebra’s chest puffed up. “Yeah. Kicked a… Read more »