Ochre Idyls

Poems, Haiku/Tanka, Short Fictions

Put it in park, Gary, it's just gonna roll.

I pulled the handbrake...

You broke it, Gary. Remember? Kaput. Kapische?

Right. I forgot. Say, that makes you right twice today.

Oh? And the first time?

When you said I wasn't responsible.

Hmm, that wasn't exactly what I meant.

  • Fiction
  • 48 words
  • < 1 min
  • July 04, 2025