Terribly Tiny Tales Quotes

An Atheopagan Prayer by Mark Green Praise to the wide spinning world Unfolding each of all the destined tales compressed In the moment of your catastrophic birth Wide to the fluid expanse, blowing outward Kindling in stars and galaxies, in bright pools Of Christmas-colored gas; cohering in marbles hot And cold, ringed, round, gray and red and gold and dun And blue Pure blue, the eye of a child, spinning in a veil of air, Warm island, home to us, kind beyond measure: the stones And trees, the round river flowing sky to deepest chasm, salt And sweet. Praise to Time, enormous and precious, And we with so little, seeing our world go as it will Ruing, cheering, the treasured fading, precious arriving, Fear and wonder, Fear and wonder always. Praise O black expanse of mostly nothing Though you do not hear, you have no ear nor mind to hear Praise O inevitable, O mysterious, praise Praise and thanks be a wave Expanding from this tiny temporary mouth this tiny dot Of world a bubble Going out forever meeting everything as it goes All the great and infinitesimal Gracious and terrible All the works of blessed Being. May it be so. May it be so. May our hearts sing to say it is so.

Reports confirm twins. ‘Thanks for saving my life.’ Foetus clasps her brother’s fingers. #finger by khadija afinwala

Scrabble evenings. He made ADVANCE. She made CONSENT. He made OUT. She made LOVE. The words leapt off the board to watch. #word by manish daswani

This is crucial,’ his bride-to-be panicked at the altar. He braced himself for the worst. ‘You like Calvin and Hobbes, right?’ #bride by sherein bansal

Golu would eagerly wait for the drifting paper boats. He was a voracious reader. #boat by prachi manohar

Female astronaut at 40 Double PhD at 30 Gold medallist at 20 Child prodigy at 10 Killed at 0 #gold by shikhar nilabh

The blind man taught flute to orphans. His well-sighted brother sat drunk outside. One of them had eyes. The other, vision. #vision by bijaya biswal

No friends, low grades, I’d worry about him at first. Saw him share food with a boy who’d forgot his lunch and I knew he’d turn out just fine.

For one hour every day, she didn’t have to be a good daughter, sister, wife or mother. And they wondered why she took so long in the shower. #long by jenai dalal

In the middle of the night, Annastasia, her brother Cornelius and their dog Blackie are woken by the arrival of an unexpected and most unusual visitor, Tiny Tinsel Tinker the Third. With the help of his drawstring bag, Purple, Tinsel delights our trio with all sorts of surprises, not the least of which are his delicious, invisible cookies and his Helli Umbrella. In this the first of Tinsel’s stories, he tells the sad tale of how he and his family became separated in a terrible storm, how he rescued Blue Rabbit and his quest to find his family.