500 Word Stories

An experiment at writing prose!

The shaking of nothing.

A crisp white nurse swatched past his eyeline, momentarily distracting him from his reverie. She moved with purpose, filled with the coarse pride of her profession.

Full Circle

“And should we forget them then? Let the injustices of the past lie? Scratch anyone and they bleed and some wounds bleed through the centuries.”


’Fuck off, Stella.’ And Harry was gone.

In the flux.

An attempt to describe a moment of changing before a cleansing in less than 500 words. The penultimate line is reworded from a Borges short story.