Man with an obscure newspaperThe man sits like he owns the bench, maybe he does. His glasses sink on his nose and he holds the newspaper in front of him like a sail, glancing around it and failing to comprehend the text. Perhaps the paper is upside down, so he flips it and tries again. Still the glyphs don't form any meaningful patterns. This is getting quite confusing. It's possible that the man is drunk. On the other hand papers often don't make any sense. Perhaps neither of them is making any sense and this thought makes him feel all warm and fuzzy inside.Man with an obscure newspaper7 years ago in Suture Drabble Contest More Like This
It's A Life For MeAh, when I was young, leave school, drop my sack, out the back! Dashed out the door before I could be cornered with a list of chores, and to freedom I flew.It's A Life For Me7 years ago in Suture Drabble Contest More Like This
Hop up, pop up, don't stop; we claimed everything, nothing claimed us. Sticks and stones, broken bones and a helluva lot of laughing. The kiss tag game, but I wanted to get kissed, but it was gross because my friends said so.
Convinced the store to give me free candy, sugar high, all mine. Greedy greedy, gimme gimme always gets. Only one problem.
I had to grow up.
Drabble 2I was at the jewelry counter. I remember when the little boy came up to the counter. His pants seemed to be falling down. I saw why when he began to shovel the coins and few crumpled bills out of his pockets. He put them all on the table, briefly scanned the display, and pointed to a pendant. It was for his mother. He had brought only $21.63, and even that saved up for months. I wanted to cry – it cost $100. I couldn't bear to tell him no. I bagged the pendant and paid the rest with a smile.Drabble 27 years ago in Suture Drabble Contest More Like This
Drabble 1If wishes were horses, beggars would ride. That's what Grandpa always told me. And yet, I couldn't stop wishing. I wished for ridiculous things; for reasonable things, and for everything in-between. Things for me, for friends and loved ones, and for people I didn't even know. One day a wish came true. But it was a bad wish, I wished afterwards I had never wished it. You know what I wished? Of course not. Do you wish you knew? I wish you didn't wish it. But I'll tell you. You know what I wished? I wished my brother was dead.Drabble 17 years ago in Suture Drabble Contest More Like This
One Santa Down...Christmas morning:One Santa Down...7 years ago in Suture Drabble Contest More Like This
"Mom, where's daddy?" the eight year old girl asked.
"Daddy's sick in bed, so we have to do Christmas without him. We can't let all that Santa's done go to waste... He traveled all the way from the North Pole for us."
"Mom, where is the North Pole?"
"Only Santa knows."
The girl scowled.
"Mom, I don't like Santa."
"How come sweetie?" her mother inquired.
"He gave sis more presents last year - but I took care of that problem!"
"Oh?" her mother perked.
"I put decon in the egg nog, and he drank all of it!"