It’s a cheat’s post again this week, folks. The only writing I have the capacity for at the moment is these tiny daily 30-word stories. Here are seven more to enjoy:
Day 5: Outcast
The lion cub, an outcast from the pride, strikes out on his own. Gangly and inexperienced in the ways of the savanna, he’s driven by hunger to kill. Me too.
Day 6: Solitary
Rusty silo, leaning barn, old John Deere with one good tire.
Laughing creek, weeping willow, ghostly rocking tire swing.
Dusty glass, cobwebs, screen door squeaking in the wind.
Godforsaken? Maybe.
Day 7: Identity
Perfection’s her identity, polished until she shines. No flaws, no misplaced hair. Benevolence. Gloss. Diligence. If ever she let the veil recede, fleetingly, oh—
The torrent would sweep her away.
Day 8: Build
I wish I could say we’ve built something beautiful, we misguided stewards of this fragile world, but as we raze this earth to raise our steel and concrete, everybody hurts.
Day 9: Oppression
Under oppression of his own dying body, all autonomy gradually stripped away. I must share this mourning; no-one can bear the weight. I’m losing dad, but end up consoling you.
Day 10: Together
“We’re all in this together,” she fibbed into the phone as she crammed clothing into a suitcase and waited for the cab. Leaving would be the least of her sins.
Day 11: Sharing
Paint has crusted over on brushes; the rinse water matches the sky. The landscape is lacking perspective and light, but I’ll keep it to see the world through your eyes.
Go on, then, leave me a 30-word story of your own in the comments. The prompt for Day 12 will be: Heirarchy
