As always, here’s some very short stories that’ll only take you a few moments to read but that made me feel something and hopefully will do the same for you.
“The messages most people send are very simple.” — At jmww, “April 1854: Richard Word, 30” by Brian Kiteley.
“Maybe by now, dissolved in your piano, occupied by the sound of a tic. Though you’d say it was tac. If I told you that, you’d laugh and remind me how I know you.” — At Corium Magazine, “Choo and Rumble” by Kim Chinquee.
“What the cabin lacked in furniture, it made up for in cobwebs and kudzu.” — At Smokelong Quarterly, “A Fistful of Buttercups” by Nancy Stebbins.
“A kid can’t hurt me, he says.” — At Pindeldyboz, “Villa Monterey Apartment, Burbank” by Meg Pokrass.
“They yank off their shirts and shove each other and lick tears off of flushed cheeks. They imagine cutting off Dude’s fingers and wearing them around their necks on strips of linen.” — At Necessary Fiction, “The Architecture of Two Closets in America” by Dawn West.
