Fast Stories

Rusty, the screen door it slams. “Ya’ll be careful out there, please.” Momma yells. Rusty, the screen door it slams as Momma ushers us outside. “Little pitchers.” Momma says to Daddy. Rusty, the screen door it slams as Daddy sends us outside. “Daddy doesn't feel well.” Rusty, the screen door it slams as Sissy runs off. “I don’t care what you think, I love him.” She yells, loud enough for the world to hear. Rusty, the scre...

Where does it go?The time?The hand moves slow,Sound the chime.It seemed to grow wings,But where did it fly?Days of nothings,I wave goodbye.Yesterday seems,So far away,Twitching through dreams,Haunting as I lay.Sound the alarm,The loud clock beeps,So I move my arm,To remove the sheets.The cold air invades,I get asked a few questions,Respond playing charades,My brain out of suggestions.I just want to sleep,To go back to dre...