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Featured Stories and Narratives
Video Narratives
Till Death Do Us Part
The Poets Lounge
Production, Narration and Music by: Alan Johnson
Written by: Lisa H. Owens
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Her Chair
The Poets Lounge
Production, Narration and Music by: Alan Johnson
Written by: Lisa H. Owens
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The Eyes Have It
The Poets Lounge
Production, Narration and Music by: Alan Johnson
Photo Credit: Hailey Brabazon
Written By: Lisa H. Owens
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100-Word Photo Prompts [2021]
Revenge [July, 2021 - 100-Words]
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I caught a glimpse of her flowing white nightgown—sheer—not really covering glossy brown skin. Easily recognizable, as she haunted my every move. “Revenge,” she’d promised with her dying breath. She’d find me anywhere. A flowing white nightgown and brown skin, swollen with the tell-tale bloat of death. A shallow grave and those finger-shaped bruises, a hideous blemish on her delicate throat. I sat on a mossy boulder, visiting her final resting place, hidden deep in a forest of pine trees and twisted vines. She floated in front of me with icy fingers gripping my neck. I never knew her name.
By Lisa H. Owens Just 100 Words 100 Word Stories - July 2021 Photo Prompt |
[photo courtesy of www.100wordstory.org]
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Poor Ray [June, 2021 - 100 Words]
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It’s a girl! It’s a girl! We’d been born seconds apart. We shared everything: clothes, books, boys... Boys never knew the difference. Besides a heart shaped mole, we were identical—the mole a mirror image. Mine on the right shoulder, her’s on the left. In the mirror, I saw a weaker version of my sister. She destroyed boys, chewing them up and spitting them out. I envied her callousness.
I changed my fate. One hour in Ray’s Tattoos. A heart on my left shoulder, a dap of concealer on my right. When I left Ray, he was chewed and broken. By Lisa H. Owens Just 100 Words 100 Word Stories - June 2021 Photo Prompt |
[photo courtesy of www.100wordstory.org]
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Digging to China [May, 2021 - 100 Words]
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I remember, as a child, using a rusty trowel to dig down to China. It was on the exact opposite side of the world from my weed-laden backyard.
I'd shovel my way through dirt and rocks, pausing to say "Hellooooo" in passing to the Chinese kid, who like me, was digging to the opposite side of the world to escape. Digging side by side for a while. Casting an echoey "Goooodbyeeee / 再见" over shoulders. I thought how fun it'd be to stand upside-down on the earth's bottom, looking up (which was really down) at the sky from that kid's weed-laden backyard. By Lisa H. Owens Just 100 Words 100 Word Stories - May 2021 Photo Prompt |
[photo courtesy of www.100wordstory.org]
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Sweetarts [April, 2021 - 100 Words]
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A slew of disappearances around Pleasantville-Children's Park had local police scratching their heads. Unusual cases, indeed. Cadaver-dogs along with their handlers searched the premises with little to no success, periodically turning up scraps of clothing and various items belonging to the victims. A gold Rolex, a leather purse strap, a paisley sock (just the one sock), and a set of keys.
Oddly enough, children were not targeted. The strange little girl with the Mona Lisa smile had a secret. The clumsy children who had a habit of bumping into things, those with blackened eyes and bruises, paid her in Sweetarts. By Lisa H. Owens Just 100 Words 100 Word Stories - April 2021 Photo Prompt |
[photo courtesy of www.100wordstory.org]
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Wrong Side of the Tracks [March, 2021 - 100 Words]
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The neighbors call us White Trash. They judge us by our cover, something society should never do. Sure, we collect cars (for parts) and store troves of treasures—knee-deep—around our single-wide; but we have something else. Kindness and empathy in spades. Just ask Smooch, the three-legged dog, saved from certain death at the kill shelter. Or Edgar, an injured crow, set free once he healed. He still pays a visit each morning, leaving trinkets on the back stoop. It’s lucky that Lucky-the-Bunny, starving in a hutch as Papa weed-eated The Rich Folks' yards, made it to the wrong-side of the tracks.
By Lisa H. Owens Just 100 Words 100 Word Stories - March 2021 Photo Prompt |
[photo courtesy of www.100wordstory.org]
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Grackles and Ducks and Ice, Oh My! [February, 2021 - 100 Words]
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What I remember that day: Riding in his Ford pick-up with the heat blasting. My Girl playing on the radio. An egress into a cattle lease—not really a road, but two tire-tracks of compressed grass—the feeling of anticipation as we neared an ice-cube pond, parking on a slope near the marsh.
Him shifting to neutral and stamping down the parking brake, the engine still running. Be My Baby playing with intermittent bursts of static as his fingers tweaked the tuner to hone the station. Us laughing at grackles sharing an ice-bath with ducks. Our hands intertwined and a first kiss. By Lisa H. Owens Just 100 Words 100 Word Stories - February 2021 Photo Prompt |
[photo courtesy of www.100wordstory.org]
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What Happened Here? [January, 2021 - 100 Words]
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I have a reoccurring dream of flying. I glide above a lifeless landscape—sunrise above a destitute city. Morning traffic gridlocked, the cars haphazardly abandoned and silence only pierced by a blaring horn. Coffee cups on a bench. A lone glove on the ground. Two dogs sniffing an oily sack turning on each other with a vengeance in anticipation of a morsel. A campus lawn. A rolling tumbleweed of masks propelled by wind and laptops left open on scattered blankets. I hover over a glass-topped building spying a face—illuminated—as fingers fly over a keyboard searching for an answer.
By Lisa H. Owens Just 100 Words 100 Word Stories - January 2021 Photo Prompt |
[photo courtesy of www.100wordstory.org]
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Photography By Lisa
[A Whole Lotta Texas]
"Big Tex" [State Fair-1988]
"Halloween and Music" [2020]
"Rose on Glass Patio Table"
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"Creature" my painted rock
"Stairs in Soldier Spring Park"
"Mushroom? on Something?"
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"God Bless America"
"Shark Attack at the Stock Show"
"Cowboys, Baby!"
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"Cowgirl on a Palomino"
"Oil Pumpjack at Possum Kingdom"
"Concrete-Mixer or Chicken?"
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Our Rescue, Dingo
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Buddy [terrier] & Neo [boxer]
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Our Rescue, Fred
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Our Rescue, Henry
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"Side View of 'Heart Tree' with Bluebonnets"
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