Fork (an acrostic poem)

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Focusing all his attention on his spaghetti,

Oliver slowly twirled the utensil on top of his spoon,

Revolving strand after strand around their tines,

Knowing that he was breaking his dead Italian grandfather’s heart.

Serendipity and Dogma (a 100 word story)

You look at reality as it is set before you.  Before your eyes lay all of the possibilities of your life, splayed out in haphazard lines.  Those lines representing choices and serendipity all connected by a sauce that is you.  As you stare at all this you begin to question your own existence.  Is that me, or am I that?  Where does life go from here?  Is there even a here amongst all those possibilities, or are you just here by your master’s wishes?  Oh, then you remember, you are a dog, those are spaghetti scraps, and life is delicious.