May, 2022 Archives
May
Of Two Minds
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
He begged her to come back and now he’s watching her unpack her suitcase. He knows that she isn’t going to stay. She’s the sort of woman who never stays. She’s the sort of woman who has a purple hairdryer, peach-scented lotion, and coconut shampoo. Who does she think she is? A movie star? Her underpants are black, red, green, and blue, because she’s fickle. She can’t choose just one color. Everything in the suitcase is evidence of her inconstancy. A pair of roller skates is the last straw. This is insanity, he thinks. I will tell her to leave.
From Guest Contributor Alice Brigance
May
Platero And I: The Hunt
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
You will be pleased to know, Platero, that the Earl has decided to no longer conduct or permit hunting parties on his estate.
You and all the other animals of the village will no longer be startled by loud blasts of old guns, nor will the smell of gunpowder hang over the fields for days like an autumn mist.
I will certainly miss that delightful and wonderfully spiced pie the Earl brings me every year.
Ramiro, the old poacher, chuckled as he confided in me: “That recent obligation to wear fluorescent vests while hunting was too much for the Earl.”
From Guest Contributor Hervé Suys
Hervé Suys (°1968 – Ronse, Belgium) started writing short stories whilst recovering from a sports injury and he hasn’t stopped since. Generally he writes them hatless and barefooted.
May
The Diver
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
The diver stood before us holding a thimble too small to fit on the pinkie of either hand. The thimble was filled with water, much less than what could swish around a small mouth after brushing.
“I will dive into this,” he announced, to our astonishment. He then climbed a ladder that went up into the clouds.
He was so tiny we could not see him. If we had looked away at any point, we would have never believed him to even be there.
Seconds later, the water in the thimble moved.
We looked down to see him inside, smiling.
From Guest Contributor Ran Walker
Ran is the author of 25 books. He teaches creative writing at Hampton University in Virginia. He can be reached via his website, www.ranwalker.com.
May
Peggy Is A Piece Of Work
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
Peggy is a piece of work. Only Joanie knows. While she would be happy to talk, she’s not about to volunteer just how big a piece and what kind of work. So Joanie shoves it to the back corner of her mind so that it only appears when Peggy does. Then it explodes and she has to cheek her tongue—Peggy is a piece of work—and shove it back. It was Peggy that sicced them dogs on Marianne. That was some job. It was Peggy that sicced them girls on that young SOB. So sicced, Joanie catches her breath.
From Guest Contributor Rick Henry
Rick’s most recent? “The Other Daughters,” an audio production a performance poem featuring 120 contributing voices.