I am spentdrops ofpaint dripping downthe empty canvas-no longer.Don’t stop. paint-slicked skinfinger to lips.think. I am spent,like the final cointhat falls intothe slotand startsour favorite song. That’s it.Let’s danceSlowly. Hand in hand,Eye to eye,So, worth itin The End. This is my poetic entry for Friday Fictioneers where every week we write 100-word stories in response […]
Surprise! Molly believes in doing little things to keep her marriage fresh, like today, for example. Without comment, she drops the plain white envelope next to the half-full bowl of raisin bran. Between bites, Liam opens the envelope and unfolds the papers. “What is this? Test results? For a prototype?” Molly goes to stand behind […]
PHOTO PROMPT © Na’ama Yehuda “Waiting for your yes is like knowing it’s your birthday. The gifts are wrapped and waiting. That magical moment will come. Our eyes will meet, and we’ll both know. Wrapping paper will fall to the floor, and we’ll know.” I fold up the old love letter, written back before emails and […]
This week’s photo: © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Every morning in spring, Evelyn kisses him goodbye – until the day a freak squall drags him away into the sea. Ten years go by. Evelyn sits by the window. Sensing her absence, her husband wakes, waiting for her, still. Turning away from the window with resignation thick as […]
PHOTO PROMPT © Ronda Del Boccio Click (don’t lick) this frog. If you dare. I used to dream of this. If only I had a car. If only my parents would let me drive…. Now, we’re in Badlands, South Dakota. Prairie dogs chitter at each other atop dusty mounds. Blue sky stretches for miles, clean and […]
PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz Click the frog for adventures in literature! In her haste to leave a note on her way to work, Laura broke her husband’s heart. She meant to tell him this: The food at Charlie’s last night was terrible, but there’s left overs in the fridge. Between the mostly torn notepad paper and […]
Open … Slowly She used to believe in love, in a white knight savior on a horse. Time came and stole her sweetness, tore off her aging petals, taught her better. Years went by. Mighty oaks rose and fell. The river changed its ancient course, drifting slowly closer- The rosebush’s trembling leaves awake. A single […]
This is my entry for Friday Fictioneers, led as always by the inimitable Rochelle Wisoff-Fields . To read more stories or to submit your own, click on the dancing frog. By the way, loving the dancing frog…. I’ve been away for a while. Good to be back and to see if anything – things have […]
PHOTO PROMPT © Ceayr CLICK ZE FROG, S’IL VOUS PLAIT When they found her, she wore a white wedding dress, the last remains of a memory. Amanda McKinnon, age 90, used to give out candy to all the kids in the neighborhood. In exchange, all she ever asked was polite conversation and company. Then, the […]
PHOTO PROMPT © Anshu Bhojnagarwala get the InLinkz code “That’s not even scary,” Nicky said, leaning back away from the crackling campfire. Tall and thin, he wore his lanky hair in a bun. “There’s no such thing as werewolves,” Amanda agreed. Comfy in t-shirt and jeans, she had decent meat on her bones.. From their […]
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