Hostage on a Barge
The tuplip ate my skin. No lie. Insides exposed, I felt curiously steamy …
In dispute, a tiny story
But her jerk of a brother said to let it go, pretend it was never theirs.
A fun 100-word story
Of course it was a witch we outsmarted in the woods, not some feeble, senile neighbor.
Gleaming: a 100-word story
Day after day he winds blackberry vines around paperbacks, doorknobs, French fries, shoes—everything he can touch.