The “Very Short Story” 2019 Twitter Throwback
Here are just a few of my favorite #vss365 tweets I did this year. #VSS365 is a hashtag on twitter where you’re given a daily prompt, and writers respond with a story that can fit in a tweet. I’ve admittedly cheated on a few over several tweets, but I generally keep it to one.
there are things in life that #evaporate
they’re there, until they’re not
but a soul like yours
is fire and smoke
if they can’t love you, your fire will warm the earth
until it is uninhabitable
because life without love is only saltwater
she gave me a conch #shell
if I held it to my ear I could hear the wind on the shore, the swell of the waves.
I asked her to listen too, but she said the ocean wasn’t hers anymore.
it had taken from her, and all she could hear now were whispers of ghosts
“think about it. blue whales are 200 tons, 100 feet long. what do they eat? krill. that aren’t even an inch long.”
he lays his head on the table, places his palms over his ears.
“nuthin to be done. guys like that #consume the little guy. us. it’s over.”
When the location of the human #soul was found, the news story was put on the back burner in favor of Black Friday deals.
Our legacy is burying the knowledge of what made us under the things we made to destroy us.
Maybe that’s what we deserve.
as a teen I finally followed my grandfather into the #cellar, expecting occult trinkets. the rusted toy cars were a disappointment. he avoided me after that.
at 23, I learned my grandfather had died before I was born.
I’d been asking the wrong questions.
We walked to my #grave, the sweet pitter patter of the rain—our orchestra, our waltz. She held my hand as I lowered myself into the open pit filled with mud. One last squeeze on my fingers and she was gone- her to life, me to only endlessly watch.