Category: stories
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Flash Fiction: History
“I had not expected you to be here, sir.” I said and I wanted to leave him to his moment of solitude, a moment which he would have seldom time to enjoy. He was standing near the balcony overlooking the boulevard that was in front the house. He was his usually tall self, slender to…
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Signs of Life: affluence
“I used to get off the train here.” She nodded her head towards the platform. She was sitting on one of the folding chairs that were fixed to the side of the train wagon. She had asked to sit down, because she said she was wobbly in the morning. I could imagine she was as…
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Signs of Life: dominoes
When Harold returned from the doctor his wife Janice asked ”How did it go?” Harold was both taken aback by the abrupt question and in a quandary about a the answer. He had not expected that question so soon, but he knew she would ask it eventually. He knew he had to say something as…
Merit Coba
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Losing feathers
I imagined a tree. When it was young it grew rapidly into a tall tree with a wide trunk, thick bark and so many luscious dark-green leaves that our whole family could sit in its shade when the sun was at it’s most merciless during the heat of the summers day. I imagined the tree.…
Merit Coba
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Henry and Kristl trembled before Stalin (1992)
“This Stalin was not a very nice dude.” Henry remarked. He was having a bud, because he always had budweiser in his fridge, which was a huge red contraption from the firm Northstar that was a remake of those older refrigerators from the fifties. Kristl might have also had a bud, but then she felt…
Merit Coba
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Lovely Details: Twink Nation
Sometimes you visit a place in Second Life that is nice or pretty or has good atmosphere. Like my interest in many things I am also interested in beautiful designed places. Places which keep on getting more beautiful because the availability of mesh and other features that are added to improve the eye candy. One…
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Signs of life: the last voyage
She caught my attention because she was so there: standing tall with her arms folded in front of her chest and her defiant gaze that seemed to say to everyone around her: ‘I dare you, I dare you to say something about it, I dare you to assume; dare to conclude, to judge’. He was…
Merit Coba
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Priceless
In 1944 the allies landed on the beaches of Normandy to liberate Western Europe at the price of many lives.
Merit Coba
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Mei
Mei was in a shemale bar. Mei is the name I give to my little sister. I could have thought of a better name than Mei, but I decided to call her like that because we agreed to hide her real name and I wanted to show somehow that she is my little sister. So…
Merit Coba 
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