fifty-five-word stories

There is something to be said about walking by the shore...

Jul 25th

“Why do the clouds look like that?” “Sometimes, God feels...

Jul 19th

“What color is that?” “Cherry red.” “I think I like it.” And...

Jul 16th

I looked out the window and the sun was just about to set....

Jul 16th

It was an afternoon ritual. Armed with garden shears and a...

Jul 12th

She took her guitar one afternoon and started strumming,...

Jul 11th

After a lovely dinner of roast chicken and baked potatoes,...

Jul 10th

While she thought roses were overrated, she secretly wished...

Jul 10th

This is where we usually meet. But this time, I walked past...

Jul 10th

It was the perfect day. No plans—just a car, a cooler of...

Jul 10th