No melting asphalt, otherwise good 25 Words In the 1950s I noticed the asphalt melting on a summer day and smelled fresh yellow curb paint while feeling brain cells die. Not now. In Nail Polish. True story. Had to be 25 words. I don't … Continue reading Licorice Canary
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Summer Green
Word Count 25 The smell of freshly mowed grass sends me back through the years I’ve cut the grass. It smells even better when someone else cuts it. Appears in Nail Polish. Inspired by my life. So far, the shortest published story.
Doug Hawley 