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Short Stories

By: Paul S. Cilwa Viewed: 10/18/2021
Topics/Keywords: #Humor #OriginalFiction #ShortShortStories #SpeculativeFiction Page Views: 2744
Short Stories of Paul S. Cilwa
Short Stories

Here are some samples of my short fiction. Most of it is humorous. All of it will make you think. Or sleep. One of those.

The Secret of the Eternal City

By: Paul S. Cilwa Occurred: 1/1/1975
Posted: 12/11/2019
Topics: #AdamStrange #FanFiction #Writing Page Views: 669
My attempt at Adam Strange fan fiction.

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Before the Winter Comes

By: Paul S. Cilwa Topics: #ShortStories Page Views: 1960
What happens when the lifeguard is unable to save the girl?

He drops to the sand, liking the sensation produced by the sudden stiffening of the ground as his weight hits it, followed by its softening when he releases the pressure. Idly he traces the outline of a car with his toe, then stands back and inspects it and the rainbow reflecting on the wet sand around it.

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Brian and the Pot of Gold

By: Paul S. Cilwa Topics: #ReligiousPolitics #SpiritualityShortStories Page Views: 2076
I won my eighth grade writing contest with this tale!

Brian was startled. The leprechaun's pot of gold had been the thought farthest from his mind when he had helped Paddy. Obviously the little man had the wrong idea of humans. Perhaps he had met a few greedy people, and thought that they all were that way.

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Dandruff Of The Gods

By: Paul S. Cilwa Posted: 12/9/2019
Topics: #Comedy #Parody #Writing Page Views: 670
A parody of 'Chariots of the Gods?' I wrote before I, too, became convinced that our creators were aliens. Still…funny is funny!

Do you believe the Earth was colonized by gods from outer space who came here from millions of light-years away to found a colony two-and-one-half miles northeast of Little Rock, Arkansas? Do you believe that mankind has been periodically aided by the advanced wisdom of humanoid aliens who have gifted us with some of their great knowledge, making possible such things as prehistoric electric batteries and ancient acoustic tile? If so, new evidence may have proven you wrong!

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Final Exam

By: Paul S. Cilwa Topics: #ReligiousPolitics #ShortStories #Spirituality Page Views: 2618
What if you got to Heaven…and found that you didn't like it?

Emily looked up. The light of God was so intense it could be seen through the ceiling. "'No one can look at the Face of God and live,'" she quoted. "But I'm dead. Someone needs to tell Jesus what's going on here before it's too late."

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Her Noon

By: Paul S. Cilwa Topics: #Humor #ShortStory Page Views: 2547
A gender-reversal send-up of the Gary Cooper classic.

Morning dawned fair and quiet…quieter than usual, since most of the townsfolk had moved away during the night. With their sheriff dead, Desolation wasn't going to be worth living in.

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My Favorite Pope

By: Paul S. Cilwa Posted: 12/10/2019
Topics: #Humor #Religion #Writing Page Views: 697
What TV needs is a sitcom about a funny pontiff.

Isn't television fascinating? Through the years it has shown us greed, tragedy and illicit sex…and that's just on the evangelists' shows! But I've just had the most wonderful idea for a TV show. It truly has everything: romance, adven- ture, fantasy, religion, even doctors and police. It's called, "My Favorite Pope".

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Suited For The Job

By: Paul S. Cilwa Topics: #Humor #ShortStories Page Views: 2133
Carlos needed the job…but somehow, he just felt like a clown.

He had to admit he looked a little wild. It was his hair, basically. He had none on top, but the hair at the sides of his head was long and luxurious. It wasn't subtle hair, either; it was bright red and Carlo had always worn it brushed out for maximum effect. But, looking critically in the mirror, Carlo had to admit that it just made him look like all the other clowns who tried to compensate for baldness by growing it where it could be grown.

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The Fly and I

By: Paul S. Cilwa Topics: #Poetry Page Views: 1919
A fight to the finish.

Around the breakfast table On a cool September day, A common housefly buzzing —Buzzing, buzzing, buzzing— A common housefly buzzing, Where all the dishes lay.

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