Category: 100 Words

Smiley has a large bookcase of borrowed books. They were placed in chronological order of when he obtained them. He…

I walked twice to the left around the cottonwood tree. I felt like a fool, but what did I have…

Some call it junk-picking. I call it an Industrial Archaeology. Someone needs to document for future generations the bizarre habits…

Her shop was guarded by rusty dinosaurs. They told me it would be. But no words could not prepare me…

Linda’s childhood was horrific. Everyone, everywhere, screamed their emotions at her. She didn’t know what was happening to her and…

On the day that the artists revolted I sat on the front porch to witness the craziness. Decades of being…

She sat silently in the dark, admitting defeat and plotting her revenge. She vowed that his cult of charisma would…

Smiley always thought of himself as an orphan. He had parents, and many brothers and sisters, but he never felt…

She was the angel of the trash heap. Fallen and halo-less. Trying to work her way back into heaven by…

Pray for me, object of my deepest desire. Lift me from my dungeon. Be the light at the end of…