Story Problems

She says I have problems, issues with words. She says if she didn’t know better she’d think my teeth were Scrabble chips and that I eat Bananagram for breakfast. She long ago tossed my laptop into a bath of steaming water. Now she hides pens. Each morning there’s a bonfire to rid our place of paper. In olden days, young rabbis would memorize the entire Old Testament, word for word. In that way they not only proved their dedication and prowess, but they ensured the story would endure.

Len Kuntz lives on a lake in rural Washington State with an eagle and three pesky beavers. His short fiction appears in places like Camroc Press Review, Right Hand Pointing and also at http://lenkuntz.blogspot.com.

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