Seduced into a whisper of beckoning come forth all that lay at my feet behold. Hold, hold, hold.  Inner and outer truths engage in a reality that leaves any muse prostrate: reckless, abandon, surrender. Listen, please, listen. Stop talking and receive. Move with me and know that words are sometimes violently insufficient—clatter, just clatter—even in their most luxurious form. Abound in silences. Do not be afraid. You will not be lost. Rather, your name will be called and if you hear it: will you respond in the kindness of breath, of kiss? Or lusts will you for sabotage.

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Jen Grabarczyk is an artist and a graduate of Mars Hill Graduate School. She lives in Seattle.

100 Words are shorts that I’ve asked my friends to write on various subjects. They are intended to be small windows into how they view the world and experience reality. The only instructions they are given are a.) choose a subject on which to write and b.) the short must be exactly 100 words. How they interpret the subject and the form in which the 100 words are produced is up to them.