
Short Stories in 40 words or less (part 2)
Rendezvous
I’ve always wanted to go to Paris in August.
I was once trapped in a lie, that lead me to the Eiffel Tower,
and although she never met me at the top, I gotta say the
view isn’t that great…pretty blurry.
Ain’t That Some Shit
Billy and Lily broke the crib, as they argued over the color of Oliver’s room.
Bill ran to the kitchen, grabbed some ice — Oliver needed to be changed.
Febreze was necessary, Lily reached for the can
only to mask the scent of shit with orange spray paint.
Lunch
The bus shelter, holds two fire ants deciding their honeymoon.
One argues lake, the other giant sandwich. After a long discussion,
the two part ways, citing that they both had taste for a different type of chicken.