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100 Words – The Cliff


I stood at the top of the tremendous cliff pulling her up. She wasn’t sure this was a good idea and suggested several alternatives including, “Maybe you should just climb down from there.” I told her not to worry.

This was her idea. She said we needed adventure. Said we had to get out of the house. Maybe this wasn’t what she meant, but here we were.

She repeatedly asked if I was strong enough. I repeatedly said yes. Turns out I was lying. My arms grew tired. The rope slipped. She landed with a sickening thud. I miss her.


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Tags: | Comments (0) | Author: Tom | Published: March 28, 2020

100 Words – Empire of Sleep

trying to sleep

I long to become a citizen of the empire of sleep. I’m exhausted and have completed so many tasks, so many challenges. I have earned my sleep. I am worthy. Or am I?

The border guards keep me out with sour memories and invalid tic-tac-toe strategies. The brain races to nowhere. Negative thoughts become ogres that drag me back to the waking world. Like a log jam they clog my brain. Nothing good can get through.

I try to breath. Deep and clarifying. I fail. The guardians of sleep mock me. Perhaps I can bribe them with a couple beers.

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Tags: | Comments (0) | Author: Tom | Published: March 22, 2020

100 Words – Voices

faces with voices

Dr. Spangler thought he had the solution. He removed all sources of noise from Carla’s house. Then he sat with her all night in the silent living room. In the morning she declared that the voices were gone.

A disturbed Dr. Spangler replied, “No, they’re not.” It was just as Carla described. They spoke separately but as one. Chaos and order in weird unity.

Carla sat watching him, relieved that her head was quiet, but guilty that the doctor was now inflicted.

Spengler ran outside. The voices came with him. He wondered why him? They answered, “Because you’re so smart.”


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Tags: , | Comments (0) | Author: Tom | Published: March 14, 2020

100 Words – Staple Fight


When Raul returned to the lab George had escaped from the slab. He was huddled naked in the corner flourishing a stapler. Raul laughed as he marched towards George. Then there was a loud click and a staple tore into Raul’s eye.

“Impossible!” Raul screamed as he lunged towards George. Another click, another staple in the eye. Raul was knocked to ground as George ran past.

Later, when the staples had been removed and he was told his sight would return when the bandages were removed, Raul marveled at his adversary’s amazing skill. And also regretted buying a laser-guided stapler.


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Tags: | Comments (0) | Author: Tom | Published: March 7, 2020

100 Words – Packard

58 Packard

I was watching a 58 Packard float down the street and apparently so was she. We met with a thump. My superior weight knocked her to the ground. She smiled as I helped her up then I locked on to her weird eyes.

She had a cat’s eyes only they were round. They were a shade of blue that should not exist in nature. They were dark, almost black, but were bright as the sun. They contained joy and suffering, though I think the suffering part was her doing.

I was so mesmerized I didn’t even notice her walk away.


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Tags: | Comments (0) | Author: Tom | Published: February 29, 2020


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