100 Word Story: The Alley

The torturous heat and putrid stagnant air was eerie and sickening as I cut through the alley.  The smell of rotting garbage carried by steam emitted from god-knows-where had me second-guessing my choice of shortcuts.  

Halfway through my journey the sound of a shrieking cat and the tipping of a trash can startled my nerves…I jumped.  Spinning around I caught a fast moving shadow streak across the alley.  

I had enough I thought, turning and running for my life back to the relative safety of the crowded thoroughfare. Saving a few seconds travel certainly isn’t worth risking it all.


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Sleep (Acrostic)

Seldom do dreams my sleeptime invade

Lost in darkness through deepest night

Ever praying that this nothingness fades

Endearing my soul to the brightness of day

Perhaps true reality is when blackness pervades


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


Black of Night – A Tanka

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Steeped in black of night

Dangers lurk in the shadows

Like things of nightmares

Evil and malevolent

Though certainly spurious


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~