Falling Astronaut

Slowly, he rotated, cursing his god, crew and suit. Probably cursing the Earth, as well. In all of this--this inevitable death--why couldn't he be still, un-rotating, before burning.

Short, short story #19, as apart of the BlogShorts Challenge. 

Bad Change

Temperature rises. Five degrees Celsius. The Timpanogos glacier. Zeppelins over Russia. Strange currents. So much more. And still you don't worry, because it doesn't matter to you. Not your problem.

Short, short story #18, as apart of the BlogShorts Challenge. 

Feeding a Family

"Can you throw that sandwich away?" she asked, as I came in. I turned and walked outside, looking for the crusts. Ants had found it first, and so I left it.

Short, short story #17, as apart of the BlogShorts Challenge. 

The Pressure of Waves

She went out, into the water, standing with her knees touching the waves. The sun was setting behind a stream of orange clouds she wondered where her mind had gone.

Short, short story #16, as apart of the BlogShorts Challenge. 

We Met Back East

When I was six, you were four. And I teased you in North Carolina. I don't remember this, but I'm sure I did it because, even then, I liked you.

Short, short story #15, as apart of the BlogShorts Challenge.