Short Story

Danger is her business

We look away as if she is a danger. A danger to herself and as that danger is a danger to us, to us all as what she does is disequilibriates us.

That is what perceived danger does.

One Day on the street

One short side carries can long side bagged from an all purpose store, at first I think stroke then I see his ear that slid down to his chin and wonder. I wonder how or what causes such a thing? No pity, little empathy, none needed from me, still I wonder and he passes by.

Only write about? (what you know?)

Some can only write about what’s other than we are. Yet so much written is about the writer who feels other. Yet what the writers could discover is that what they believe is other is too much just like many other people, not uncommon at all, quite possibly common as…

The Woolf Room

Sits in room, a room, a Woolf room, sits waiting.

Wonders if it rings, will it ring?, might answer?, no, will, will answer, needs, has needs, needs to be fulfilled.

Hasn’t felt that those kind of needs are so happily fulfilled solo. Feels so low…

End of the line

It was the end of the line. He could go no further he’d traveled far many years of experiences. Made friends in several languages most died before remet.

No one was famous, he certainly wasn’t. Once asked mid-conversation if they should have heard of him? He answered “well…

Child with a stick

Child with stick with pet, throws, pet runs gets stick does not return.
Child turn another different stick picks lifts shows pet calls to pet pet raises ears head leaves stick (1) waits.
Child drops stick tired of game leaves walks away pet takes stick (2) follows.
Child does not go home…

Without Worry

Without worry, they (sing.) found themselves in a state of no worries. The feeling descended upon them sudden without warning and it was an unexpected state.

Before all the daily cares, woes, anxiety, about things beyond their control.

Do not write (or we must find a way)

We must find a way to write about everything else when everything about us is interesting.

We already have world leaders who believe it is all about themselves.

Smelling really badly

He sank down into a squat or crouch that you see in photos of poverty or disasters in third world countries.

His head sank below his knees, looking for relief from it, he realized that either he chose, perhaps instinctively?, a Spot previously visited by another…

Waiting at the edge

X says “wait”, we wait and in waiting wonder, but not much, not long, and not deeply.

We, with X, may not have had enough time to wonder though waiting with X took time, it, the waiting, was just moments built of moments and from the inside those moments may…