Month: December 2016

Quick Fiction

It was a good night to take
a walk with his dog, on the snow
covered cemetery. His mission was
to hopefully find the ghost of Edgar
Allan Poe, and if he did see him, he
would knew be at a loss as to what
to say to him. If not, then he would
have the memory of seeing the famous
writer of the mystery and the macabre.

Quick Fiction

The crochety old man parks
his ass the rocking chair, that
was originally his great aunt,
with the TV on which he is not
paying attention to what is on.
Instead, he gets his tablet, boots
it up, then decides to read how
the country is going to hell in
a hand basket. He’s disgusted
with he what he has read, and
in a raised voice which startles
his sleeping dog, “Fucking Politicians,
they can all go to hell.”