Liz's 100 Word Bio

I am the first of two. We lived on a farm that was not ours. I loved to dress up, draw, and write books.
For a time, I lived on the stage. My life was school, friends, and Matt. Home was bad. Next I was the
small fish, shy. I made art all the time. Taught for the red white and blue. My heart bled for two years.
Chased love over the sea but the ghosts came too. Last May marked ten years with Matt but that is
done now. A plane ride to a new home, here I am.

Mair's 100 Word Bio

Mom said I was here, Dad said not yet. Mom said “She is here!” Dad lifts the sheet and yelled “Damn, get the nurse!” They don’t see the world the same. Mom rolls her eyes as she tells this each year. Mom is a nurse. Dad works with minds. HIs mom taught dance. His dad drank. Her mom said much. Her dad just smiled. We moved and we moved more. At least once a year. I dance. I ride bikes. I say things they said no to. Don’t know who I think I am.
Think back....

Penny's 100 Word Bio

Me, my name for a bug band. I read a lot my books were home. Dad did not get it but mom knew. Art is life, life is art or so I did think. With you, with me, pay no mind. Fly a plane to a new place, my home. New, old, it is far from here. I am sad, come back, I miss you. He is gone but we are here, I love you. Me. I learn, first in art then to teach and now to write, for me.

Justin's 100 Word Bio

One seed starts the home

The “burbs” are where I grow

I am not in want

World War Vets serve

Dad works real hard

So did mom, but at home.

I work hard

I then fall hard

But, I get back up

I was taught

I teach

It is who I am

I feel love

And pain too

I choose love

The past is gone

Yet, it’s still here

I take both with me

Some things would scare me

Now, I fear not

I have hope

Those roots run deep

My limbs reach out

The fruit claims this as true

Patty's 100 Word Bio

Born

With

Curls

Girl

Loved

By

Mom

Dad

Home

Joy

Grow

Play

New

Boy

Love

New

Boy

Love

Learn

Love

Art

Work

Hard

Play

Hard

Win

Reach

Goals

Move

On

Left

Home

Learn

Make

Form

Build

Life

Play

Hurt

Big

Scar

Love

Hurt

But

Reach

Goals

Move

Far

From

Home

Love

Place

Love

Work

Love

Kids

Tough

Hood

But

Love

Miss

Home

Move

Back

Fall

In

Love

Frank

New

Niece

Best

Girl

Grace

New

Job

Great

Kids

Good

Job

Back

To

Learn

Best

Joy

Ever

Now

Wife

New

Life

So

Much

Joy

What

Comes

Next?

Guess

Must

Wait

To

See

Marissa's 100 Word Biography

Born to plan. Came out with a scream, no doubt. Then grave, they said.

Off to school soon.
(Catch up.)
Too young for all of this.

I want to dance, she said. If you just want the clothes, we can skip it, she was told. No, dance.

Straight A’s, use your mind, hide the dates of loss. Try to leave all the time but held back.

Split, then still,
risk, trust? No, dance. Move through it.

(Burn it in the woods: flames eat that which no one knows.)

Try to find the place to be where one lets go. Sighs.

Meg's 100 Word Biography

My life, in 100, Single Syllable Words
Born, west, Mom Dad Anne. Dog, then dogs.
Move north, new home, new dreams.
Friends, few, more, lots.
Dreams dreamt - sad dreams, happy dreams.
Dreams do come true.
Hurt, love, hurt, hurt, then E.
Last love, True love, Pure love, Good love!
Move East, the mid point, Big town, Bright lights.
New friends, new fun, new life. Same love.
New dreams, new job, new joy.
Shared dreams, warm dreams.
Dreams do come true.
Move South East.
New job, new dreams.
Scared. Still hope.
Loss, tears, dark. Strength, from true love.
Strength from dreams yet to come.
Dreams do come true.