Flash Fiction, tutto e niente

Next Door Neighbors

“Why do you always think the worst of people? Maybe she had some leftover plants and she thought you might like them. Just a generous neighborly gesture.”

Are you really that stupid? Did you not see the pristine white water can? Or read her Next Door “suggestions” about how some people are not doing their part to “beautify” the neighborhood? It’s clearly a declaration of war.

But instead of saying any of those things, I agreed, “Of course, I’m sure you’re right dear. I’ll be sure to thank her.”

Nothing says thank you like a three-ton delivery of manure.  

rowena-curtin-back-door

PHOTO PROMPT © Rowena Curtin

Thanks to Rochelle for another great Friday Fictioneers Prompt. 

Haiku & Other Poetry, tutto e niente

static possibility

muttering murmurs    

the doors open on the right

light and sound distort

in the moment time stands still

static possibility

train

I ride the train a lot, so my mind went in many directions but the empty seats strongly evoked the ideas of loss and hope–that liminal moment of unknown. Thanks for the inspiration to Reena’s Xploration Challenge