Flash Fiction

TWBB* Strikes Again

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

Flash Fiction, My Random Thoughts and Misc Ramblings

She Used To Worry

She used to worry. Why was she so unhappy? He gave her everything. Every day his people came. They made sure that every part of her body was taut and sleek and limber. Masseuses and yogis. Stylists and waxers. Doctors and manicurists. Poking and prodding. Smoothing and stretching. Watching. Then they’d go. And she’d be… Continue reading She Used To Worry

Haiku & Other Poetry

When the Moon Beckons

When the moon beckons Let yourself rise in the light Uninhibited Uninhibited Let yourself rise in the light When the moon beckons When the moon beckons Let yourself rise in the light Emancipated Not sure if this is any kind of actual poetic form or just three separate haiku strung together but I like it… Continue reading When the Moon Beckons

Flash Fiction

The End: Metaphor or Simile?

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?

Flash Fiction

Star Crossed Lovers & The Spiders from Mars

Spiders from Mars. That’s the first thing that came into her head when she saw it. Thinking of Ziggy Stardust made her smile. She’d always loved Bowie. But that thing—whatever that thing was supposed to be—most certainly did not make her smile. The assignment had been simple enough. Create an original art piece for her… Continue reading Star Crossed Lovers & The Spiders from Mars

Flash Fiction

Her Silent Secret

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

Haiku & Other Poetry

Mother Earth: Nevertheless She Persisted

Dark seeps through the rift.   The creator of days persists Still, the shadows grow.  Not feeling particularly hopeful or cheery tonight, but thanks for the inspiration go to Putting My Feet in the Dirt and Sue's #WritePhoto Prompt Check out their sites for other great writing. And as an FYI, the super gloomy shadow shot is mine.