Five Sentence Fiction – Empty

Five Sentence Fiction – Empty


He wiped the sweat from his brow with his forearm, opened his eyes wide, and sat back. “Fuck me, this is hard goddamn work,” Phil said and looked over at Chris.

“Fuckin’ A right!” said Chris as he finished off the last Bud Light.

Phil’s shovel hit the hollow box, they looked at each other and jumped in to claw away the rest of the dirt.. Chris opened the casket, scrunched his face, and said, “Shit! There ain’t nothin’ here!”


Author’s Notes

Nostradamus made predictions, so it’s told, about the date that his grave would be dug up. Recently, my mom had my dad’s grave moved. I find it at least a little disturbing, frankly, to disturb the dead. What if, instead, the grave was empty? Where did the body go? Do the dead walk? Do they live? Do they move on? What happens after we bury the dead if they don’t rot in a hole?


  1. Sarah Mac

    Why do I think it’s a coffin? I don’t WANT it to be a coffin! A casket isn’t always but in this case I think it might just be.

  2. Rossandra White

    Nice use of dialogue! Could be a coffin, could be buried treasure, could be the take from the last bank they’d robbed.

  3. Lisa Shambrook

    Fascinating question! Personally, I hope they stay where they’re put…but just imagine if they didn’t…
    Liked your sentences…and wondered what it was they were really looking for!

  4. Josie Two Shoes

    This was a great take on “empty”, creative, authentic, and leaving us more to contemplate than we might wish!

  5. injaynesworld

    Yet another reason I’ll be created thank-you! I’d hate to rot in a hole only to maybe be dug up one day by beer-guzzling characters like these. Good take on the prompt.

  6. McGuffy Ann Morris

    All that “empty” work amounted to an empty casket. Great story and dialogue. And a very imaginative take on this prompt!

  7. You pose some good questions. . . .but I wonder what it was they were digging for in the first place? Great story as always and I do enjoy your author notes for that added, extra thought. x

  8. Robin Leigh Morgan

    If you read it a certain way, somewhat inspirational.

    Of course there was nothing–nothing but dust that is when they had opened the coffin, because:
    “By the sweat of your brow you will eat your food until you return to the ground, since from it you were taken; for dust you are and to dust you will return.”

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