55 Word Rapture

Sometimes I write very (very) short stories. Today is one of those times.

Jefferson Harris’s private rapture happened at 4:17 on Friday, at the corner of Lakewood and Broad. He was waiting to cross the street, hurrying to get back to the office, when the clouds parted and God spoke to him. “It is time.”

Afterward, people sometimes remarked on the small scorched spot on the sidewalk.

I am thinking of putting together a chapbook of these very short stories, and possibly some of my other work. Would anyone be interested in such a thing?

2 thoughts on “55 Word Rapture

  1. oslowe

    October 7, 2015 at 9:39am

    well YES

  2. P@

    October 13, 2015 at 4:31pm

    An entire book made of short-short fiction is a pretty genius idea, honestly.

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