Category: Short Fiction

  • Holy Waters

    A thousand liquid spears stabbed the insides of the open trench a short distance from the door. The rushing stream merrily sang shwoooo shwoooo as it eagerly swallowed the aquatic missiles. Strange, thought Sarah, she’d never seen the rain that beautiful. The trench carried water down the hill; fed the hungry cement pipe near the […]

  • One day the Sun didn’t shine. She hid her face behind some clouds. But she looked kinda funny because the cirrus clouds around her eyes gave her a monobrow and the stratus ones under her nose looked like a moustache! So she ducked behind Mt. Kenya and kept very still and quiet. See, of the […]