Deep into the meadows of the South I see a bus pulled up in front of the common store. Above my head are alluring clo...
Above the open road Below the open sky Away from the clouds of crowds Shadowed in the close of crows Below the open s...
Fireman? Firewoman? Fire...person? Esme sighed as she approached her firetruck. The trouble with magic, she reflecte...
a marmot · The Mighty Misssissippi · cupcakes
Sideways glances and meanderings Staring down some dark alley street Cobbled and oh so crooked. This sway of m...
The daring were punished.
The daring were punished. Oh, how they were punished. For their transgression of assumption: public mockery. For thei...
The daring were punished. It seemed almost contradictory, but that was how They wanted it. Ever since the capital-t-...
"What are you laughing about Jes?", inquired Sally. "I just had the most wonderful dream", replied Jes. "Can you ...
The Moon would never be the same again.
As I look into the sky, the moon rises from its slumber showing its beauty in the night sky. The stars sit close to t...
"Looking at things changes us so it is impossible to look at anything the same way twice," said Foley. I did a double...
The Moon would never be the same again. Not after the Settlers came. See, we had claimed the Moon. Put our USA flag o...
Freeform prompt
Friday is supposed to be a day to look forward to - TGIF, right? Sammy had been dreading Friday all week because he ...
“The entire shell is Chronium. That shields the op…” “You mean chrome. Chromium?” “Ahem. Crow NEE Uhm. Chronium. As...
The visitor asked, "Can you write a story without a prompt?" "I don't know," said the writer. "I've never tried." "...
Sen evindeyken bazı şeyler oldu, bilmezsin. nerden bileceksin. Evindeydin. sıcacık yuvan. sana ait her şeyiyle. belki...
He hung his shirt up on the clothesline before he left. He told me he was going fishing, and I said okay, and gave a...
I still washed his shirt. There was only his plaid shirt, because it was what he'd worn. But I still washed it. My so...
1943.
The air raid sirens were going off. I could tell. Even from the thousands of feet above, I could hear the wailing of ...
1943. The year of my birth. To a very young mother. Raped by a stranger. I spent forty years believing that Tom Morra...
1943 (19:43 to be exact, but the : had given up life years ago) 30 oC 1943 29 oC 1944 The red LEDs blinked thei...
My singing was awful. Didn't matter as the audience were drunk, I could see Lorna sticking her tongue down John's thr...
The lights dimmed. Mary-Rose, in her black-and-white jail-striped dress entered the stage from the left. My left, not...
She sang. Her beautiful voice rang out through the dense smoke in the room, pushing out into the ears, minds and hear...
Hats
I don't like hats anymore. My friend from camp always wore a hat, and so did I. We would switch hats sometimes, weari...
Never leave the house looking less than your best. It is this way that we show respect for others (paraphrased from T...
Sometimes I am shocked at the state of America today. The young people just have not respect - no decency at all. The...
Water.
Where the sun sets, and the wind blows, two girls run across the ocean, having fun with each other. The two girls liv...
You know how people always use that metaphor of how an iceberg shows a small portion of the story, but the ice travel...
If humans are mostly water, what happens when you remove it? This was the idle yet macabre thought that raced throu...