Category Archives: 100 word stories
I can hear the retching. It’s coming. Not much time, the last one had a bit of a gurgle. As I frantically look around, I can’t help but think of cats’ uncanny preference to soft and warm materials–like my sweaters.
I had to stand on the coffee table and reach out as far as I could. Before that, I had to get a paper towel and fold it three times just in case something went through. Before that, I had
I had only been in the hammock for five hours but my back hurt. I could even see in the distorted reflection of the sun-faded side of the Coca-cola refrigerator that my back was a lattice of tanned skin with
She perused the hard candies, allowing her index finger to feel gently the saccharin bumps of the extra large jawbreakers. She looked at her finger and the light white layer of dust reminded her of the dust-covered furniture of her
“You know we always feel better after we do it. You say so yourself.” “I know, I know. But I’m tired.” “I’ll get up and make us some coffee, you sleep for five more minutes, but then we’re leaving.” “OK.