Drabbles: Water
OnBar in the River In her dream, she was in Cajun country. There was a river where crawfish were being pulled up, and there was a bar at the bottom. She dove down, holding her breath, seeing all the strange personalities in…
All Things To All People
Selected pieces of fiction, each exactly 100 words.
Bar in the River In her dream, she was in Cajun country. There was a river where crawfish were being pulled up, and there was a bar at the bottom. She dove down, holding her breath, seeing all the strange personalities in…
Cabana He held his squirming four-year-old, who was terrified of needles. “Remember, afterwards we get to go to Taco Cabana!” he told her soothingly. “I want to go to Taco Cabana now! Anyway, why do I even have to get a TV…
Last Night of Camp It was the last night of camp, and a particularly large bonfire was built for everyone to gather around, toast marshmallows for s’mores and sing camp songs for the last time while the music counselor played her acoustic…
Float Independence Day. Her dad had woken her up at 9 for the parade, when the Texas air was already humid enough to cut into thick slabs. Now they were sitting on the curb, the backs of their necks sticky with sunscreen,…
Rain She was dashing between the awnings, pausing under the brightly-colored plastic, flapping madly in the wind, for protection from the sudden downpour. The heavy, foreboding slate-gray clouds had rolled in out of nowhere, and Main Street was packed with unknowing passersby,…
Crossroads The crossroads. This spot in the park had always felt somehow holy to her. She had never been exactly sure why, but it was the kind of spot she could imagine fairies gathering, leading their enchanted changeling away from the mourning…
Ice Cream She stood beside the ice cream truck, studiously examining the various frozen confections that were displayed on its side. There were so many choices and picking the proper one felt terribly important. She finally settled on a popsicle which consisted…
Tune It was only the last thirty-five seconds, but after four barren years that was enough. She sat there in her banged-up car, and as his familiar voice wrapped itself around her she felt like he was her Jimmy Stewart, wrapping her,…