Sticky Bodies: 100 Word MicroFiction

I scream, but no one hears me over this noise. I can’t help myself. I scream again, it feels good to release my voice, even if no one pays attention. My legs burn, sweat drips over my brow. I keep moving almost involuntarily. So many hot and sticky bodies surround me. Our heads are filled... Continue Reading →

Stretch Armstrong

I feel like Stretch Armstrong every second of every day. His face says: I am super tough; I can handle anything. Go ahead, pull me in different directions. My arms will hold back any charging front and my legs allow me flexibility to be in more than one place at a time. Hit me with... Continue Reading →

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