The fabric of reality is not fabric.
It is goo.
Category: Two Sentence Stories
Talent
Talent is a poison.
Other people think it is great to make up all those stories but they don’t have to deal with the voices in the night.
Dew
They called him a dew-hater.
Who hates little drops of water I thought.
Writer
Every year it gets a bit harder to say it with a straight face.
Hi, I’m Mat and I’m a writer.
Racism again
Do you have bok choy?
No, he doesn’t work here anymore.
Reason
A raisin is a dried grape.
A reason is also a dried grape.
Drank deep
It was not something to be enjoyed, it was something to be milked.
We drank deep and then moved on (again).
Spare time
In my spare time I made paper.
In my other time I made the sun.
Love and the peanut
Love picked up the phone.
Underneath there was a lost peanut.
Addict
I used to be an addict.
Seven-thousand words when I hit bottom.
Alone
I don’t want to learn to be alone.
I’d rather learn the bassoon.
Melt
You can melt sand to make glass.
You can melt me to make confetti.
Food critic
The towering steak is buttressed by a gothic wall of potato.
He was an architect before he became a food critic.
Path
Under my bed is where the path led.
In my shower grows a flower.
Delted
I deleted a misspelling in this sentence.
Delted had a short life, but a good life.
Answer
Grandpa died.
My answer to ‘What I Did This Summer Holidays’
Novel
How is that novel going?
It is an ordinary so far.
Heart
Your heart is a mess.
Look, put the box over there.
Scientists
They produced love in a lab.
Like most unstable elements, it only existed for the barest of moments.
Cat power
This is my cat-powered car.
It goes really fast when they see the mouse-powered cars.