fifty-five-word stories
2009
December
19
November
30
October
31
September
30
August
31
July
31
June
30
May
31
April
30
March
31
February
28
January
30
2008
December
1
November
1
October
September
August
1
July
10
June
May
April
March
February
January
The house with the red roof, with the white paint and the...
Jul 31st
The sun was slowly setting but it was too cloudy for that...
Jul 30th
We were just sitting by the garden with our sketch books. My...
Jul 29th
Whenever I fly, the most terrifying moment is the exact...
Jul 27th
I woke up to clear blue skies, the sun shining brightly, and...
Jul 26th
She wasn’t one of the popular girls. She was almost...
Jul 26th
We’d say goodbye on these wooden steps, weathered and...
Jul 25th
I have lived with my grandmother almost since birth. I never...
Jul 23rd
The landing strip was deserted. It was just me,my beach bag,...
Jul 22nd
They met at sunset on the shores of the whitest beach. From...
Jul 21st
The day has not begun—or has it not ended? I get confused...
Jul 20th
The nights are longer and the days get lonelier when you...
Jul 19th
The perfect time of day when I sit down to write is when the...
Jul 18th
On cold nights like this, I imagine my hands in yours. I...
Jul 18th
My fingers are cold. I’ve been trying to keep warm the...
Jul 17th
Tim had a strange obsession with shoes. He got them in...
Jul 16th
We always met up under the tree after classes a few years...
Jul 15th
He could be anything in the world. There was no question...
Jul 13th
Everyday, she drags herself to the 15th floor not knowing...
Jul 13th
We ran down that street a million times as the sun went...
Jul 11th
It’s another day at home. A quiet morning with a pot...
Jul 11th
I hailed a cab and told the driver where I was going. I was...
Jul 9th
We are nothing but words, phrases, lines, and verses. On...
Jul 9th
As a kid, I was never the type to shy away from other boys...
Jul 8th
We’d been talking for hours already and I was tired. I...
Jul 7th
When I was younger, a fire broke out in my sister’s...
Jul 5th
“Mommy, why do you like taking pictures of the...
Jul 5th
Andrea lived in the same posh village all her life. She was...
Jul 4th
We were in love. We held hands all day and he whispered...
Jul 2nd
I have something to tell you but you have to promise you...
Jul 2nd
It was already getting dark and she was still out. It was...
Jul 1st