Super Short Story #302: Relativity The picture was of a normal bowl less than half-filled with noodles, though it was…
Super Short Story #301: OCD The more she read about OCD, the more obsessive and compulsive she became, in wanting…
Super Short Story #300: Confidence He was proud and over-confident that he was not proud; just confident.
Super Short Story #299: Machine With equal existential bad faith and indifference, the worker who was treated like a mere…
Impermanence doesn’t mean things have to disintegrate or decay right in front of your eyes. The ephemeral nature of things…
Someone ever said to me that the amount of time and money spent on this small inches of our bodies;…
A Review of ‘Eat Like You Care: An Examination of the Morality of Eating Animals’ by Gary L. Francione &…
Super Short Story #298: Pavement The yellow street lamps made her more mindful of the plain pavement, that she strangely…
Super Short Story #297: Manhole The manhole cover had been driven upon so long, that it thought it was just…
Super Short Story #296: Walk He tries to never walk the same way twice, because life already has many standard…
Super Short Story #295: Soda He was quite full of himself, but he was just filled with too much gas…
Super Short Story #294: Slide Unable to take the increasing load of expectations anymore, the up escalator he used to…
Super Short Story #293: Speed Proud of his fast car, he forgot his speed of response, especially when drunk, is…
Super Short Story #292: Green Man Laughing at the scrambling green man who could never walk away, he forgot that…
Super Short Story #291: Steam Though he could hardly see clearly in the steamed up hot shower, he could think…
Super Short Story #290: Horse He galloped with all his heart, not knowing it was just a carousel, a roundabout.
Super Short Story #289: Story Day and night reading about others’ lives, she forgot to write her own story.
Super Short Story #288: Bookstore Though books are for finding one’s way, he lost his way in the big bookstore.
Super Short Story #287: Mail The mailbox could deliver many things but what he really wanted to deliver was itself…
Super Short Story #286: Stranger Encountering Camus in another language was like meeting a familiar foreigner.
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