Wednesday, December 23, 2020

"Aida" a short story by Craig Zimmerman

Aida was collecting water from the village well when the attack came. Low-flying jets dropped high-explosives and the village she had known her entire ten years of life was decimated.

Aida searched through the rubble and eventually found what was left of her home. Her mother had been buried by the debris and she couldn't find her father or brother.

Eventually hunger forced Aida to leave her ruined home and search for food. There was little to be found, but she did manage to collect some bread and a little cheese. After eating, Aida joined a group of refugees from nearby villages fleeing the devastation.

For several miles the column moved slowly down the road until they were stopped at a roadblock manned by soldiers. The soldiers told the refugees that they had to return to their villages. Some people tried to force their way through the barricade, but the soldiers used their gun butts to drive them back.

Aida ran from the roadblock until she was exhausted. There seemed to be nowhere to go so she sat down on a big rock and cried. The sound of heavy vehicles moving down the road started Aida running again, but there was no escape. A massive Tank loomed down on her and then for some reason-stopped cold.

Just then, a beautiful woman all in white appeared before Aida. "There is nothing to be afraid of now" the woman said in a melodic voice.

"Who...who are you?" Aida asked the woman.  "My name is Helta and I come from a distant planet where there is no war. Would you like to go there? Aida nodded vigorously. Helta took Aida's hand and together they went to a place where there was nothing more to fear.



















Monday, December 14, 2020

"Edwin and Old Jake" a short story by Craig Zimmerman

 Edwin the crow met Old Jake when the former was scrounging for snacks in the Walmart parking lot where they both lived.


Old Jake lived in a ramshackle RV and Edwin would often hang around to listen to the old man tell his stories. Edwin didn't quite understand all of the words, but he could sense the feelings of regret and loss coming from the old man.


Old Jake also liked to sing and Edwin and some of the other birds would listen for hours. 


One day Edwin went looking for Old Jake but he was nowhere to be found, It was often like that with the humans, they came and went.