A.R. Geiger

Five Minute Stories

  • Slowing Down

    They’re waking up when I come into town. Shopkeepers, housewives. A few beggars. This town doesn’t…

  • Marshes

    They left her to the marshes. That’s the rumor, anyway. The women in the kitchens whisper…

  • Herb-Woman

    Rose hips grow by the wooden gate, red fruit already wrinkling in the late-summer sun. I…

  • Where Peace Abounds

    He throws me out after the fifth beer. My mother will follow me in an hour…

  • How I Will Probably Die

    I find the bookshop on 47th and Willow, sandwiched between a pawn shop with a broken…

  • Glass Butterflies

    They live in the greenhouse at the base of the cliffs. The blackened crags rise above…

  • Our Father

    Our Father, who art in heaven… I hear the door of the nave creak as he…

  • Peanut Butter and Jelly

    She always made me a PBJ as soon as we got to work. Eat it slow,…

  • Empty House

    The house is haunted. All of the kids say so. When we pass it after school…

  • Pumpkin Patch

    We harvest the pumpkins by candlelight when the moon hangs full over the black trees and…