Jerk Seasoning
Ginger and nutmeg rasped rhythmically against the grater. Sweet cinnamon soothed the fiery allspice. Thyme and lime for that tang you liked.
Author Archives: mixedbag
Zeitgeist
“For the spring collection,” Kat’s voice made the meeting room stifle. “I want the zeitgeist of 1940s Europe.” Neil doodled on his sketchpad. So War? Death? Poverty?
United Forever
This story was inspired (loosely) by a monument dedicated to the Moorish poet Ibn Zaydun and his lady love, Princess Vallada, in Cordoba, Spain
Dear John
Soon we will be in bed. You will kiss my forehead and turn away, to your phone.
I will pretend to read, but really look at your graying head until I fall asleep.
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 »
Missed Train, Unmissed Connection
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 »
Cithara
“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 »
Gas Station Sushi
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.
Two Seconds of Fame
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 »
Hanging by a Feather
Feathers in every color, fall from above. One lingers, kisses my palm. Motionless, I marvel at it. Oh, the possibilities! “Mama!” She screams. “I’m hungry!” The feather melts away. I light… Read more »