Sub rosa; six-word story; ©2017 Kecia Sparlin
"The sun was both our tormentor and guide." ©Kecia Sparlin 2017; 293 words
"My bitch, when she stopped scratching fleas, nosed lazily for scraps." ©Kecia Sparlin; 97 words
"A greasy tumbler of vodka rested at his elbow."©2017 Kecia Sparlin; 197 words
"If this wasn't her blind date, she should scream..." ©2017 Kecia Sparlin; 195 words
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"The salesman brought a box and slipped her tired foot in a new, patent leather shoe."©2017 Kecia Sparlin; 99 words
Molly plucked up her infant to run. The dragon's wind whipped her skirts. ©2017 Kecia Sparlin; 198 words
"Her gaze skimmed broken toys, gaudy parts in states of disassembly and electronic disrepair."©2017 Kecia Sparlin; 100 words


