Humor
It’s All in the Pull
“Good communication is just as stimulating as black coffee, and just as hard to sleep after.” —Anne Morrow Lindbergh There were few things more alluring than a warm cup of coffee in the fall when the air turned cool and the leaves turned to fiery colors. She usually insisted that coffee was a year-round delight since she was admittedly rather obsessed with the proper preparation of espresso-based drinks. As they walked into the cafe, the smell of freshly-roasted coffee beans hit her instantaneously.
By Leigh Victoria Phan, MS, MFA4 years ago in Fiction
Wisdom from a Bear and his friends.
Growing up, you can say that I was not popular. It was a bit of a rough patch for me- those school-age days. I wore braces and glasses. I was socially awkward and never invited to birthday parties. I wanted to be good at school, but it was hard. I wanted to be athletic, but I did not have the genes for it. I wanted to be artistic but never really stood out as having ability. As a result, I am not even a memory to my fellow students.
By Rose Loren Geer-Robbins4 years ago in Fiction
Gunar Vaslovic and the Credit Card
“Hey! Can we get some service over here?” Nancy stopped combining A.1. bottles and rushed over to Table 25. The blonde in the see-through blouse disentangled herself long enough from her date to pout at Nancy. “This Coke is flat,” she commented, shoving her glass at the server.
By Kathleen Youmans4 years ago in Fiction
Ralph's Shoe Store
My name is Gordon Bradshaw. I’ve lived in this city for fifteen years; I’m a professor at the university here. But it was only recently that I made quite the startling discovery about this quaint little town. When I found out, I was absolutely beside myself. I had no idea such a thing was going on in this seemingly innocent little town! Well...innocent apart from all the muggings. But still, I was shocked to discover that such a thing had been going on all this time, and I had not been any the wiser.
By Frank Macaluso4 years ago in Fiction
A Response to a Troll Doll Thief
There's a saying on Wall St that sums up very concisely what mistake you made but also should be a reality check for you if you're going to continue trying these shady underhanded "highway" jobs; which are the main reason why people don't like to deal in the "free zone" of FB.
By Barb Snodgrass4 years ago in Fiction
Zoey & Katy
The uniform is the worst part of the job: starched button-up, stiff, itchy collar. It’s wet in no time, heavy with the salty drops that fall off the back of my head. The bowtie around my neck is too tight and soon it is also soaking wet. The black polyester slacks trap heat and sweat in the space between my balls and ass crack.
By Riya Anne Polcastro4 years ago in Fiction
Study Hard
Once thrust into the unfamiliar arena he waited motionless, allowing her heavily shadowed eyes the time they needed to take him in, even as his own took her in. They locked-in, her eyes did, gazing with the alertness a bored house-cat gives to a new rubber mouse, or to any other diversion, no matter how slight. At the same time, his were noticing that her lips were the same dark, grotesque shade of purple as her eyes, and her hair too, but for the bright pink streak fanning out through her bangs.
By Charles T. Morris4 years ago in Fiction
