Hungover on reality….Or high on illusion?Life is nothing more than a visit to the bar! What’s your poison tonight, sir? How about a cocktail of the two? Coming up …. one average human being on the rocks. No, hold the ice, give it to me neat.. Impossible, the ice keeps…
We’re a great team! A good partnership can only be between equals! ~o~o~o~o~o~ She didn’t tell him about her promotion.He didn’t tell her he’d been asked to leave. And by mutual unspoken consent,The conversation stayed between equals.
She broke the rules first. It was like taking money from the wallet of someone who’d steal from her eventually. And he did. Wondering why she didn’t agonize over closure, the way other women did. She’d never tell him that the story ended long ago. With the realization that they…
The player sighedAll these games, all rookiesIt was tiresome Time ’twas, to play the master stroke on the ultimate gameHis inspiration was fueled by the insight that, The culmination to creation was destruction. He swallowed and rested, satiated His last words read, Who did you think you were kidding? I won…
Sitting cross-legged in the dark on the balconyUncharacteristically, enjoying the rain outside Late in meeting a ‘no-future’ boyfriend she wouldn’t see for a weekHe’d parted with longtime girlfriend..again It wouldn’t ever be more possible or less tempting I’ve to leave Try not to go Hesitating… Forget the first word ………………………………………..Secrets…
Writers turn everything into creation and call it artist temperament.
Her monotone, drained of exasperation, drawled I can’t handle this anymore. I think we should stop talking. No more games. A week later, much tempted, she thought I didn’t say I wouldn’t call him though, did I? Then she sighed and reminded herself that word solitaire was a game too.
He insisted, I tell you I have the Midas touch! She said, I believe you. Only you are Midas in reverse.You only touch that which is already gold. He laughed. She did too. She didn’t tell him she was thinking Midas turned life into cold metal.But you could bring gold…
Some 55-word-stories, related and un-related. Draw your own conclusions and leave your comments behind. Also cross-posted on IFSHA. ~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~ She: I want to meet your ex-girlfriend. He: What an odd thought! Why? She: She’s your past and that’s part of you. Getting to know you includes meeting your past. It’s…
Finally a free table! It had two armchairs. Claiming the table before anyone else,She dived into one armchair, in a quick move, He followed, offering the other courteouslyTill it was politely declined She: How come no one does nice things like that for me? He: Because you never give anyone…
