One-Sentence Stories

 
Dimensions
Steve Russomano

The greater part of the crowd was preoccupied with the macaws and birds-of-paradise, leaving me ample room to bond with the Dodos in the mural

 

There I Lay
Jorge Piocuda

There I lay, blood pumping out of my body, like a water hose that was recently turned on, and as I tried to think of my childhood, all I could see was the darkness beginning to creep in.

 

Peace Corps Weekend
Alex McPherson

The girl’s noses are Roman and their bodies silly, almost camp or holy, worth a donation to save an endangered species: innocence.

 

Forbidden
Bahar Anooshahr

The first time I went back to church after fifteen years was to hear my lover preach.

 

Oral-Bereavement
D.N.A. Morris

All the other memories of her father were boxed and out of sight, but she stood crying in the bathroom because sometimes it’s impossible to throw away a toothbrush