Kevin Thom

Mini writings in the style of my photography.

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Jordan returned home after prolonged incarceration. The Christmas tree was still up. "This will save me a lot of time," he mused, as a decaying bough crumbled to the floor, raising a murky cloud of dust.

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Having a clone wasn't always easy, thought Josh, but being able to date Janet and Marnie at the same time made the hassle almost worthwhile.

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We're all acting. Before long, we'll draw knives. Blood will pour like wine. For now, there are collegial smiles. I've never felt so alive.

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A beach ball bobbed solemnly in Elliott Bay, its colorful curves touching the waves tangentially. Cat felt equally misplaced on the yacht.

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The house landed loudly. Phil got up, shaken. He threw open the hallway closet. A bowling ball tumbled out. Items had shifted during flight.

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@susielin What you just did there was a RT: re-telephone. :P

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June's flower garden was the pride of Elm Street. No one else knew that seen from the air, it spelled out SOS. She quietly awaited rescue.

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Carol's spirit had fled. Yet here she remained, propelling a shopping cart, one jittery wheel dowsing for bargains in the cereal aisle.

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As the milk soaked into the rug, tears prickled her eyes, like the God of Frustration's reward for being today's most-frequent customer.

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Just changed my tags in http://wefollow.com twitter directory to: #microfiction #fiction #writer

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@NameYourTale It wasn't easy to choose. Glad we're in the same boat though!

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Orange streetlamps and creeping headlights burned rippled reflections into dizzying depths beneath the wet pavement. Jack longed to dive in.

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Just added myself to the http://wefollow.com twitter directory under: #writing #fiction #author

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Jack looked forward to his time with Sarah. He had always preferred the company of loners. It was like membership in an exclusive club.

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Barren treetops clattered in the wind, branching into a million worshiping fingertips, scrabbling against the darkening sky for absolution.

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Carol nestled deeper into her duvet, inhaling the warm scent of her own body. Her mind floated foggy plots of how to sleep late more often.

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All that separated him from that sunny land of clouds was a Plexiglas porthole, rimmed with frost and a crisp little galaxy of air bubbles.

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Janice cradled her hat, admiring the tiny cultured pearls sewn to its brim. Beauty lay in minutia, the details that give life its meaning.

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She'd been crying. Tears had trailed muddy tracks down her dusty cheeks. Her jaw was set defiantly though, and he knew better than to argue.