shortstory – Beisan's Burble

But First, Coffee

My eyes felt heavy, but I didn’t let them rest after the too-much they had stayed open for, and the much-more they were waiting for to happen. I blinked very fast, too. In case you turned to look my way and find me mid-blink, then you might have thought my eyes are resting so myContinue reading “But First, Coffee”

Chrysanthemums & Berliners

“It’s not so easy!” My granddaughter cried. I looked down at the wrinkles on my knuckles and stretched a leathery fold on one of them. I waited until the skin slowly retracted to its place; I lingered momentarily at the shape it made, that of a half-moon or a lopsided grin. Then I looked atContinue reading “Chrysanthemums & Berliners”

As Diligent as a Monkey Orange

He diligently climbed the tree. Branch after branch after branch – hands grabbing their twigs fingers choking their sprigs – and when he could no longer climb, that’s when he reached the topmost of the top of the smallest and flimsiest tree he ever climbed. He paused to glower down at the black of her fleecyContinue reading “As Diligent as a Monkey Orange”