Is it a tiny Ferris Wheel, In which I can spin? Would you turn in on for me when I’m ready? But no soap, okay, no soap. The Microfiction Monday #8 photo is from Stony River’s series on mic… more →
First 50 Wordsfirst50 wrote 21 hours ago: Is it a tiny Ferris Wheel, In which I can spin? Would you turn in on for me when I’m ready? Bu … more →
first50 wrote 3 days ago: I watched a great big guy in the middle of the line of dancers. His face bore tattoos rich with mess … more →
first50 wrote 4 days ago: All those hours practicing the words on the spelling bee list were paying off. Marge knew her face r … more →
first50 wrote 1 week ago: The whistle of the train drifted through the open windows of summer, the sound wafting up the mounta … more →
first50 wrote 2 weeks ago: I forgot to come to tea. I forgot to return your call. I forgot to search for the chourico You want … more →
first50 wrote 2 weeks ago: That time of year advances. The time with the family part of the year. Is it a welcome time for you … more →
first50 wrote 2 weeks ago: I stopped for a breath and to arm myself by shielding my mind from the thoughts of everyone in the c … more →
first50 wrote 2 weeks ago: Ketchup spotted the wall like bloody polka dots. French fries looked ground into the carpet. A puddl … more →
first50 wrote 3 weeks ago: Mia leaned against the wall, the unpainted cinder blocks scratchy against her back. She brushed swea … more →
first50 wrote 3 weeks ago: The cat purrs in my face. I brush her from the bed. The cat comes back. I elbow her away. The cat co … more →
first50 wrote 3 weeks ago: The colors of fall are beautiful without enhancement. Even so, the sun plays tricks by moving low in … more →
first50 wrote 4 weeks ago: The oyster said to the crab one day, “Have you seen anyone else here in the bay?” … more →
first50 wrote 1 month ago: If someone really wanted to get to know me, they could read the daily trivia that dumps from my brai … more →
first50 wrote 1 month ago: Election Day was coming. I liked Ike. Well, my parents liked Ike. So I liked Ike. My friend Judy, a … more →
first50 wrote 1 month ago: The crane, the sandhill crane, flies south along the Rio Grande in the fall. Thousands of them. Many … more →
first50 wrote 1 month ago: How do I do a cat set back to go with the clock set back? She had mealtime down to the split second … more →
first50 wrote 1 month ago: Find your center–sink into it. Raise your knee to your chest. Kick. Move your leg back to your cente … more →
first50 wrote 1 month ago: Dad wasn’t answering his phone. I left work early and went to his place. I entered through the … more →
first50 wrote 1 month ago: Desert sun falls on skin With a heat As heavy as warm honey. Desert light incandescent Atop the hill … more →