Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
Smickering strangers:
A prophesy for shame or
Arbitrary love?
Thanks for the flirty inspiration to Fandango (arbitrary) and to Tales from the Mind (smicker)
And for those of you (like myself) that need to know, one of the the definitions of smicker is “to ogle and smile amorously.” So go forth and SMICKER! You never know were it might lead 😉
Once, fame had been his drug. Now, those covers were nothing but an anathema. A reminder of his age. All he wanted was peace. But they always found him. Somehow. He took a deep breath. Tossed his hair. Smiled. Maybe just one photo he thought as the giggling middle-aged women approached.
Late to the game for the “anathema” 52 word challenge, but thanks to Sammis Scribbles for an excuse to use it in a story and to Linda’s SoCS Challenge for a reason to write about FABIO!
Like words on the page
before the fire consumes them
I read you deeply
Thanks to Susi at I Write Her for the great photo inspiration / challenge!
Additional Photo (book/heart) courtesy of Kaboompics .com on Pexels.com
It was so white. How could that be? Her eyes searched the bed for telltale signs beyond the humps and wrinkles. But she could find nothing. The more she stared, the hazier it all became. Whitewashing her memory till she was convinced. It was just a dream. Not a terrible mistake.
280 characters
Written for Twittering Tales # 125 and inspired by Jay Mantri’s photo.
Find the rules and read other great takes on the photo at Kat’s blog available here.
the flame flickers
seducing the dark corners
temptation with fire
Thanks to Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie for the candle inspiration.
Tina Stewart Brakebill 