"Music like tin and glass shards drifted from yawning doors of drowsy cantinas."©2017 Kecia Sparlin; 180 words
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
"She had his eyes, her mother's mouth." ©2017 by Kecia Sparlin
A Yuletide Pansy Tale ©2016 Kecia Sparlin; 695 words
...the arena's gold had grayed. ©2016 Kecia Sparlin; 100 words
"Instincts stirred in his lower brain, and he yanked at the tie he'd worn all day at work." ©2016 Kecia Sparlin; 2,837 words
A brief adventure of Pansy and her partner in crime; ©2016 Kecia Sparlin; 527 words


