Tiny Garden Tragedies

“The universe is not made of atoms; it’s made of stories.” ~ Muriel Rukeyser

THE TINY BOOK of tiny stories, compiled by hitRecord’s Joseph Gordon-Levitt and underground artist, Wirrow, defines a tiny story as,

“as long as a piece of string. A really tiny piece of string that can stretch out from your pillow to [a] forest, weaving through mountains on the way and birds perch on it and sing.”

Tiny stories dwell in our everyday happenings, but too often we are caught up in life to listen to their murmurings. Today, I looked for and listened to the quiet whispers in my garden.

Unfortunately, these whispers turned out to be desperate cries for help. As Darwin touted, “It is not the strongest or the most intelligent who will survive but those who can best manage change.”

Read on. You decide how nature’s protagonists fared today.



Torn from the safety of his family,

his dream of growing old,

came to a tragic end.

Carrying all her belongings,

she slogged forward,

leaving behind traces of her dreams.

Marching along with his troop, he thought, ‘All in all, a good day.’

The gardener turned on the hose.


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