Ochre Idyls

Poems, Haiku/Tanka, Short Fictions

So, what's the plan for today, the rooming house matron asked.

It was morning and she held a small plate of buttered toast. He looked at her, curious, grabbed a piece of toast saying, Government business, Ma'am, flung his top coat over his shoulder and headed for the front door.

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