Tag Archives: suicide

Great Men Think Alike

Posted on November 27, 2016 by vb guenther

The paint on the metal railing is peeling. I look past it, over the revolving-bed hotels, by-the-week tenements, abandoned shipping terminals, to the sea. Calm today, the gray water fades into a hazy, blurred horizon, signaling an overcast morning marked by the unbearable heat … Continue reading →

Posted in Flash Fiction, Micro Fiction, Short Fiction, Short Story, Uncategorized | Tagged despair, Eugene O'Neill, resignation, suicide, Tennessee Williams, the Ritz | 6 Comments

“The Boxwood and The Bees”

Posted on July 31, 2013 by vb guenther

(Copyright Jennifer Pendergast) Set plumb in the middle of my well-manicured knot garden, the dead boxwood has disrupted my sensibilities for months. Today’s the day. I plunge my shovel into the soft dirt and lift the roots. A great hum … Continue reading →

Posted in Flash Fiction, Micro Fiction, Short Fiction, Short Story | Tagged allergy, bees, boxwood, hive, insurance money, stinger, suicide | 46 Comments

“The Wife and Mother”

Posted on October 17, 2012 by vb guenther

Today Is the day. I choose my dress with care. Designer linen shirt. Pencil-thin skirt. Stiletto heels. Hair. My hand shakes As I let loose my curls And arrange them To frame my face. I am shamed When I look … Continue reading →

Posted in Flash Fiction, Micro Fiction, Poetry, Short Fiction, Short Story | Tagged attack, burka, elevator, family, fate, fear, glory, Persian tiles, plane, preordained destiny, suicide, terrorism | 25 Comments

“Oysters For Last Meal?”

Posted on July 4, 2012 by vb guenther

He killed three in ’07 Had hoped he would die As he fled burning building The flames filled the sky. He was captured, imprisoned Spared death on the spot. Now he languishes in jail With suicide plot. Grave allergy to … Continue reading →

Posted in Flash Fiction, Micro Fiction, Poetry, Short Fiction | Tagged death row, murder, oyster, Steven Hayes, suicide, suicide by oyster | Leave a comment