Pitchfork
Tales For Posterity
There once was a president who died from being pierced with a pitchfork. The president to rile up his fan base to the point of blind fury, and though his rallies had gotten a lot smaller since he was seen French-kissing his Russian counterpart during a romantic fall getaway to Vermont, the calamitous rally had gathered at least 45 people at a landfill in Alabama. The inflamed crowd is said to have taken his request to follow him literally and he was unable to outrun them due to his bone spurs. It was deemed a foreseeable accident.
Pair this sixth tale of future history with Die A Happy Man by Thomas Rhett.
Regitze Ladekarl has re-emerged as a raconteur after a long, successful career in finance. She crafts universal tales from everyday lives with an honest, sharp and witty pen. Besides working on a forthcoming novel, she flexes her voice with personal essays, flash fiction, and method writing here on Medium.
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