Month: April 2013

• Violence

  A day would glue itself to another day. And when there were enough you call it a week. Or a month. Or a lifetime. Each had the same familiar pattern that you could follow without thinking. Rise – eat – shit – sleep. A stagnant pattern of repeat motions. “The beauty of life is that…

  Merit Coba

  24/04/2013

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• Love Song

    She popped up, with that crooked smile on her face, and strew butterflies all around. Then she skipped away over the beach, occasionally picking something up. A colorful flower? A curious rock? An odd piece of driftwood? At night, when she slept, I  chased her shadows away. She was the maiden. I was her…

  Merit Coba

  24/04/2013

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• Flash Fiction: Family Tradition

  When they walked back from their parents grave, Jane confronted her older brother James about the yearly family dinner. “Now mother has passed away, can we stop eating boiled liver?” “You want to dishonor the memories of our parents?”  James replied. “Mother ate it because father ate it..” “Mother always respected father.” “But father ate…

  Merit Coba

  16/04/2013

  Uncategorized

  family dinner, head of the family, Humor, Life, Short Stories

• Flash Fiction: Walking Dead

  The undead employees in his office didn’t make Henry panic. The Human Resource manager quickly ascended the nearest bookcase; the one containing files a650 to c1278.  The unliving started to besiege him there, making guttural sounds and clawing gestures. Henry considered his options. He could either jump from bookcase to bookcase and possibly find safety that way.…

  Merit Coba

  16/04/2013

  flash fiction, stories

  short, short fiction, walking dead, workplace, zombies

• Flash Fiction: Love Song

  Love Song She popped up, with that crooked smile on her face, and strew butterflies all around. Then she skipped away over the beach, occasionally picking something up. A colorful flower? A curious rock? An odd piece of driftwood? At night, when she slept, I  chased her shadows away. She was the maiden. I was…

  Merit Coba

  16/04/2013

  fantasy, flash fiction, stories