Category: Six Sentence Stories
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Cleaning Day: a Six-Sentence Story
Larry was at Williams-Sonoma looking for a replacement for their broken vacuum when he saw a representative from DREAME give a full-functioning demonstration to a group of well-heeled shoppers. “The thing is a mop, too, and even has a self-emptying dock, and it responded to voice commands,” Larry texted Lara,…
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What is Sanskrit for “Flirting”: A Six Sentence Story
Jack walked into the yoga studio and rolled out his mat. The room was dark, and from the previous Hot Yoga class, it was still warm and a little humid. “There’s the troublemaker,” Mary said, winking at him while she was in a table pose. Jack smiled and teased back,…
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The MAGA Yogi: A Six Sentence Story
I was rolling out my mat at the local yoga studio when the woman next to me said, “Did you know they took down the Gay flag sign on the window of the coffee house across the parking lot? More of that anti-DEI crap, I guess.” It seems everybody in…
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Why I Always Root for Duke: A Six Sentence Story
On weekdays, I used to set my alarm for the last minute, do my bathroom stuff, get dressed, glance at the morning paper, and then walk briskly to the bus stop. Way back in the 90s, when I worked in a warehouse filled with men who loved basketball every March,…
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Getting Up & Down: A Six Sentence Story
The ground seems farther away these days. No, I haven’t suddenly become tall; I am still the same five feet six inches shorty I was in high school. It’s a perspective thing now that I am 68, continuing my losing (or is it gaining?) battle with obesity and stiffness. The…
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What I Have Been Doing in My Retirement (Hint: It’s Not Gardening)
As I approached retirement, I attended many retirement potlucks to ask soon-to-be retirees about their plans for the rest of their lives. Their answers never failed to disappoint: “I always said I need more time to work in my garden, now I’ll have plenty of time!,” “I will bake a…
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When My Number Was UP: A Six Sentence Story
It was exciting to take a helicopter ride over Alaskan glaciers; the view was stunning, and the sounds in the chopper were just like the sounds you hear in films and TV shows. I couldn’t help but feel that the pilots for these tours had to ask themselves from time…
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Red May Have Been Wrong: A Six-Sentence Story
When my youngest son got a job interview for a position at San Quentin Rehabilitation Center (i.e., prison), he had to buy some proper clothes: shirtsleeves, a couple of ties, slacks, and a new pair of dress shoes. Before he left for his interview in Marin County, he showed off…
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Stephan’s Cure for Hiccups: A Six-Sentence Story
It was an elementary schoolmate, Stephan, responding to my cries of “I hate the hiccups,” who told me the sure way to cure the hiccups: swallow three full mouths of water upside down. It sounded like a cruel joke: have someone gulp a mouthful of water, bend down as if…
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“Pavement checking” Pies: A Six Sentence Story
Jimmy stopped by my house with a key lime pie for my family. When I thanked him for his generosity, he smiled and said that this was not the original pie he planned on dropping off. Before placing the pie in a pink box, he had to examining the bottom…
