Ben was patient. He could wait. No couples or guys. Girls or little kids or moms were best. He could outrun them. His back ached but he’d wait. For the perfect target. SPLAT! Shock. Fear. Relief. Then anger or laughter. Run or bow? That space of unknown. That moment. Perfection. This 280 character tale about… Continue reading TWBB* Strikes Again
Its big eyes just stared unblinking for a minute. “What do you call yourself?” the Fawn said at last. Its tone surprised me. Such a soft sweet voice it had! Oozed like honey. Regret briefly crossed my mind. I pushed it back. “Doesn’t matter.” I replied. “I’m just following orders.” This 50 word piece of… Continue reading Just Following Orders
Metaphor? Simile? Musing as she stared. The future is a swirling suck hole. The future is like a swirling suck hole. Same diff. Either way we’re doomed. Metaphorically tipping her hat to end-times, she cranked Bikini Kill. Drowning out the lie. “Fear not we come in peace.” I clearly am reveling in the dark this… Continue reading The End: Metaphor or Simile?
God she was exhausted. The constant questions. The scrutiny. Knowing she was being judged. Constantly. About every single thing. Her friends had tried to warn her but she didn’t listen. “It’s not like I’m new at this this.” Her naïve arrogance dripping off her words. But California isn’t like New York they insisted. Now she… Continue reading Bad Decisions
The probing light didn’t break her desperate silence but it did reveal her silent secret. This 15 word story was inspired by the photo prompt from Ronda Del Boccio courtesy of Rochelle's always fun Friday Fictioners Challenge AND Sammi's challenge to write about "silence' in exactly fifteen words. For me, the photo and the idea of silence seemed a perfect match,… Continue reading Her Silent Secret