Posts Tagged ‘Load’
Oct
The Receipt
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
Monday was always wash day in Marla’s house. She sorted through the load of “darks,” mostly jeans and towels. While checking the pockets, she thought she felt a piece of paper in her husband’s jeans.
Marla found a receipt made out to her husband. It read: “Rent for the month of October 2020, paid.”
“What rent?” she thought to herself. Marla didn’t recognize the address. She began to consider the possible explanations. Was it a pied-a-terre? The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. What had the bastard done now?
Just then, her husband walked in the door.
From Guest Contributor Janice Siderius
Jul
A Day, A Span
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
At dawn I am brought forth into this world, howling, crying. Mama, a girl hardly thirteen, swaddling my small frail body in a torn shawl. Oblivious that I am a load, or so I think.
At noon I walk briskly through dusty thorny paths nobody else walks through. A long march that brings only thirst. Fighting a war with no combatants. I am an assassin. I aim, I miss. I aim again, I hit.
By dusk I am an old man walking out of this world, soon. Mama, so long a spirit by now. Papa, a boy hardly an adult.
From Guest Contributor Troy Onyango