Prompt Stories

She awoke and was sleep walkingHer and her American Girl dollWhat she saw was rather shockingThere was blood dripping from the wallsWhose blood was it she thoughtHer mom and dad alive in bedShe was scared and distraughtPerhaps she had hit her headWas this just her in a dreamThe blood perhaps not thereWas it not really how it seemedThis was probably just a nightmareShe closed her eyes Went back to her bedroomShe didn't wan...

There are one hundred and one famous poemsSitting upon my shelf leather boundIts yellowed pages have not been turnedIn forever and a dayI come across Dante Gabriel Rossetti and his Blessed DamozelLooking for my page, looking for my ageand I laid his poem upon my couch and wept.

What the hell did Idrink last night? I thought, head spinning as I came into consciousness. Trying to think past the crippling post-alcohol agony I focused on the details that led to there being a crippling post-alcohol agony in the first place.Okay, best friend is getting married. That’s hard to forget. Bachelor party. Okay. The case of 150-proof Joe dragged out of his car. Things starting to make a little more sense. Fu...