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100 Words – The Box

A close-up of a rusty metal knob on a green strongbox

Among the rubble of the demolished building was a safe. Inside the safe was a large sealed box. I don’t mean locked, or chained or anything weak like that. I mean sealed. Welded all the way around. No one could get in, and as some suggested, nothing could get out.

The demolition workers were not impressed. “Just another time capsule.” Though none could explain the welds. Curiosity got the best of them and they cut it open. It was empty, except for the smell of bitter perfume. The workers had weird dreams that night. They all quit the next day.

#100words #box #bitterperfume

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Tags: , | Comments (0) | Author: Tom | Published: August 8, 2020

100 Words – Potvalor

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She fed him sausages and homemade beer. Both were strong. Soon they were both full and drunk. Potvalor, her mother used to call it. The courage of the drunk.

They pounced on each other, just as she had planned. Their comfort with each other finally overcome by the passion they both secretly held. As they rolled on the couch, random bits of clothing became dislodged. She was in heaven.

Then they both got the beer farts. They tried their best to carry on, but the embarrassment and the smell destroyed the mood. They fell asleep giggling in each other’s arms.

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Tags: | Comments (0) | Author: Tom | Published: August 1, 2020

100 Words – Water Baby

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She was born a water baby. Even at just a crawl she sought out water. Puddles, then streams, rivers, lakes and finally the ocean. Her heart nearly broke from excitement at her first sight of waves. She sat down among them, knowing she had found home and peace.

After that she never lived far from an ocean. She couldn’t always see it but she knew it was there. She could taste it on the breeze.

When it was her time she went to it. Waved goodbye to life and walked in. The waves accepted her and fed her to forever.

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Tags: | Comments (0) | Author: Tom | Published: July 25, 2020

100 Words – Farmers Lonely

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She dreams of a small farm with horses, baby goats and exotic birds. He dreams of driving a pickup truck and welding tractor parts. They would be a match made in heaven if they didn’t hate each other.

They met on a rural dating website. They were surprised that they had several mutual friends who all blessed their meeting. Both felt the pressure to make it work.

It started well. The difficult topics of politics and religion were breached without any roadblocks. Both wanted children. Then they hit the wall. She liked the Mud Hens. He was a RubberDucks fan.

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Tags: | Comments (0) | Author: Tom | Published: July 18, 2020

100 Words – Bucket Drip

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Drip. A drop in the bucket. Drip, drip, drip. More drops in the bucket. Another pint and she’ll be empty, but the bucket is only half full. I’ll need another “her.”

For all the wrong reasons, it has to be a her. I have no excuses, no apologies, no manifesto. I just do these things because they appear in my head.

There are no voices, only thoughts. Thoughts lead to actions. Actions lead to these horrors I commit. I wish someone would stop me, but they are all stupid.

Maybe I need to leave better clues. Like the Batman villains.

#100words #bucket #drip

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Tags: , | Comments (0) | Author: Tom | Published: July 11, 2020

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