Here's a bit of flash fiction, also called micro-fiction, that is 750 words or less. Or you can call it a short short story.
The Buddha's tour dates were cancelled, and ticket-holders have been refunded their money. Sometimes the Buddha doesn't have much to say. Often, he plays life close to the vest, sitting serenely like a potato trying to figure out its tuberous karma. The Katmandu Gazette reports that he hasn't opened his eyes in several days.
His roadies have dismantled the Bodhi tree and the pagoda. The tour hasn't been rescheduled, and some say that the cancellation is because the Buddha is consulting a gastroenterologist in Buffalo. This is only speculation, and sources close to the Buddha have emphatically denied that his chakras are blocked. Rolling Stone has written that the Buddha recently suffered a nervous breakdown after learning he'd fathered a love child. The truth remains elusive, which is what you'd expect in such a situation.
Personally, I don't have a dog in the fight. If truth is subjective, the tour was over a long time ago. We can stare at kumquats.
~William Hammett
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