Issue 7 – 55-Word Stories
OSCE
Smile and knock — enter when permitted.
Shaky and washing my hands.
“What brings you in today?”
Just Fine
I worried…. despite her insistence that she was “just fine.” And now my heart aches with things unsaid.
Dependable, Like the Tides
They come, in shifts— through side entrances, private doors…. most
wearing comfortable, expensive shoes, color-matched pants and tops
squeezing-in last minute family talk, world business…. on cell phones.
Appalachian Apathy
“What will it do, kill me?”
Said a wearied coal miner
Who caught me eyeing the tobacco smoke
