Author: Tom Poet

I have no Idea who you call at night. I never asked for your cell number. Its those wild blues. The grey blue, its that…

Thanks Rochelle for hosting.  All links can be found here. Walt looked over everything in the shop. Nothing but trash, he thought.  Who would pay…

    There was a pungent not quite socially acceptable smell in the air under the darkness of the end of the work week. Down…

Thanks Rochelle for hosting.  All links can be fond here.  My story this week is 100 words and I will call it Historical Fiction.  I…

Thanks Rochelle for hosting.  All links can be found here.      100 Words ________________   The theater Elizabeth had gone to, the beach home…

Welcome to Friday Fictioneers.  Thanks Rochelle for Hosting.  All links can be found here. 100 words.   There were black crowds in Washington white. Can…

I have published 18 articles and poems since May and this is what I learned.    Put yourself out there.  No one is going to…

I am lost in a world where there is no family I have the privilege of being a part of What so few do So…

  Thanks Rochelle for hosting and Sandra for your picture.  All links can be found here.   Nestled up to the rusty ornate art work…