Merry Christmas!

25 Dec

Xmas lights - by unwantedthoughtssupply

Ho-ho-ho! Merry Christmas, everyone!

Things have been a bit slow around here, what with the holidays and everything. Nonetheless, here are five 100-word Christmas stories to dig into (not to mention our new logo on the right hand of the homepage). We’ll be back before New Year’s Eve with another bit of flash fiction (about underwear, of all things!) and a little story about what we did this Saturday.

 Here’s to a happy winter!

 

………………………………………..

No sun.

The skies turn dark

and butterflies, like glitter,

start flowing down from Heaven.

The angels way up high have sent their

minute specks

to fill the dark with shimmer.

Cold whispers carol down the streets

while that old fever’s lit again like fire in a rusty grate.

Fear not that death of old

that’s taunting, tearing limb from limb from limb,

until there’s nothing left of sunrise, of sunset or of moon. Just visions,

veering vortex that pulls into the blackened box that blazes,  snatching your dreams when

it’s switched on. No more.

Go laugh!

Go live!

– Elle Va où Elle Veut

………………………………………..

Weight-gain—Thy name is Christmas!

Or Hanukkah. Or Kwanzaa.

Whichever you prefer, there Will be food and it Will be delicious. It Shall be accompanied by its two irreplaceable bosom buddies: Guilt and Self-Loathing, not limited to Las Vegas. Guilt for the unwillingness to help with the dishes after, self-loathing for the relentless little lie that lingers on your lips throughout the holidays: “Just one more, I swear!”

Indubitably, you end up on the floor, mostly naked and curled up, wearing only your Xmas socks, munching on sugary treats like a savage.

Oh, crunchy goodness—Thy name is Kit Kat!

– Unwanted Thoughts Supply

………………………………………..

There’s a place where the sky is a blanket of grey,

where your thoughts never turn into the things that you say.

Where the lies in your head run round your sweet bed,

turn the truth into a thing associated with dread.

Now you walk down the street unaware that your feet

tap the pulse that your heart once used to beat…

It’s game over, and you’re glad that you know,

as the air runs cold with the promise of snow,

as the lamps glow orange on the streets below,

your bus is here, it’s kinda late, you should probably go.

-A87A

………………………………………..

I don’t feel Christmas anymore. I don’t feel Christmas anymore. I don’t feel Christmas anymore. I don’t feel. Christmas anymore. I don’t feel Christmas anymore. I don’t feel Christmas anymore. I don’t feel Christmas anymore. I don’t feel Christmas anymore. I don’t feel Christmas anymore. I don’t feel Christmas anymore. I don’t feel Christmas anymore. I don’t feel Christmas anymore. I don’t feel Christmas anymore. I don’t feel Christmas anymore. I don’t feel Christmas anymore. I don’t feel Christmas anymore. I don’t feel Christmas anymore. I don’t feel Christmas anymore. I don’t feel Christmas anymore. I don’t feel Christmas anymore…

– The Death of Infinite

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Globulus V Extra-Terrestrial Encyclopaedia, entry “Terran Christmas”:

“It seems that this is a celebration most humans are accustomed to. While taking various forms and names, the running theme is that of birth or rebirth. Some cultures also resort to increased consumerism over this period, as well as spending time with one’s progenitors.

 Globulan High Council:

“What a silly thing! While we appreciate the boost in economy, we are appalled by the thought of spending time with so-called ‘family’. Sweet Globnargh, if I were to spend time with mine, we would be dead by the end of the first sun’s phase!”

– Shiver Me Sideways
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2 Responses to “Merry Christmas!”

  1. sweetopiagirl Monday, December 26, 2011 at 9:55 pm #

    Reblogged this on Inspiredweightloss.

    • The Nameless Wednesday, December 28, 2011 at 10:36 pm #

      Thanks for your visit! We’re glad you liked our post. Happy holidays! 🙂

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