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Thursday, September 9


The coffee maker struggles. Sputtering and wheezing it slowly spits out the steaming black elixir. She waits, cup in hand, shoulders slumped. Regrets are strong, like the coffee.

She looks around the kitchen. Sunlight floods through the back windows, the tomatoes in the basket are rotten, the garbage already stinks. She feels humiliated and defeated, like the tomatoes. Past the shiny, pretty part of life. The young, ripe flesh decaying a little each day until nothing desirable remains. So much to give, yet left to waste away. Then, an unceremonious landing in the garbage.

“Is there coffee?”.

She cringes.

Today's post is my entry into this week's 100 Word Challenge, hosted by Velvet Verbosity. The 100 Word Challenge is an exercise in which we write exactly 100 words in response to the weekly prompt word. Pretty fun, click the link to read other entries. This week's prompt: "rotten". 


  1. Three bonus points for the word "elixir". Good work, Marsha.

  2. Uh, yeah, elixir of life! Smartie.

  3. I love "regrets are strong, like the coffee".

  4. Loved the visual of waiting impatiently for the coffee maker. I'm not an obsessive coffee drinker, but this made me grin.

    And "past the shiny, pretty part of life" was a favorite phrase, along with VV's choice, too.

  5. Congratulations on being VV's pick of the week. I thought I'd read all the entries, but I missed yours. I'm glad I caught it. It was a powerful 100 words.

  6. Wow, thanks. I do not feel worthy. @Lance-Just because I count MY words...

  7. I am dumb at the innerwebz. I accidently deleted your comment. Thanks for the kind words.