Stories from
September, 2016

On the eighth morning, he stopped reading. This book is terrible, he said.

Derek Dexheimer (@dex3703) lives in Seattle. His book’s second draft will be done by Christmas, he hopes.

God lives in the desert, the old man told him.
How do you know?
Old man squints to the dust horizon.
I met him there. He was unhappy.

Derek Dexheimer (@dex3703) lives in Seattle. His book’s second draft will be done by Christmas, he hopes.

He followed at idle, passenger door open. Her heels clacked on the icy sidewalk. He put the ring away, out of questions.

Derek Dexheimer (@dex3703) lives in Seattle. His book’s second draft will be done by Christmas, he hopes.

All his life he built the tower of jewels. In the end it disappointed him, and he gave it to his slaves. But we are hungry, they said.

Derek Dexheimer (@dex3703) lives in Seattle. His book’s second draft will be done by Christmas, he hopes.

This month of Nanoism is brought to you by Derek Dexheimer (@dex3703) with four stories appearing on Wednesdays.