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101 Word Short Stories
By Brian Clark
Dinner is late because I was late getting home from work because my stupid boss wanted the stupid marketing report on her stupid desk by 6:30 and now it’s almost eight o’clock and the kids are hungry and whiny and the kitchen is hot and the air fryer is blaring and I’m trying to remember…
By Johannes Springenseiss
It was in an old churchyard near Norwich where I met a real gravedigger. I leaned over the shoveled earth and sneered, “Behold! For I am Yorick!” The wiry man tipped his cap. “How d’you do, Mr. Yorick.” Later, in the Spotted Frog pub, he introduced me to everybody as Mr. Yorick. Enough. It went…
By Josh Bomba
“Oh, my birthday falls on a Sunday this year,” I said lazily as my wife drove me to the doctor. I always found echocardiograms uncomfortable so I liked to fill the air of the car with idle chatter. “In a thousand years, my birthday falls on a Thursday. Won’t have to worry about getting me…
By TG Smith
Have you ever eaten a human eyeball? I have. I’ve sampled a variety of animal optical orbs. Bear, bobcat, beaver—too plain. Squirrel, mouse, and birds—too small. Elephant, horse, cow—a full entree but tasteless. All similar in texture, except fish. Fish eyes are not as chewy. It isn’t the eating. It’s the harvesting. I have diligently…
By Alex Marsh
“No allergies,” I told the waitress. It was true, I didn’t have any allergies she needed to worry about. My husband, on the other hand, who would eat any leftovers that I told him not to touch, should worry. If he had learned how to follow his apologies with changed behaviour at any point in…
By Eric Goldfarb
The first Monday after retirement, I put on my navy blazer and rode the train downtown anyway. Thirty years teaches the body things the mind cannot repeal. I shared the elevator with three analysts discussing a merger. At reception, a young woman asked who I was there to see. I nearly said my own name.…
By Thomas Williams
The rookie cop surveyed the scene in shocked silence. The pink SUV had smashed through the front of the building and come to rest in the kitchen. Bricks strewn everywhere. Tears welled as he looked at the house his father had built. He recognised the car too and knew it was his sister’s. He’d experienced…