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

Flash Fiction, tutto e niente

The 6120 to Chicago

Calling an Uber, Brad was pissed. Who does she think she is? Witch!

He was built for another time. Taking the 6120 to Chicago. Traveling in style. Drink in hand. No complaints about his butt. Dames knew their place.

A muddy splash broke his reverie.

Above it all. She smiled.

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276 characters inspired by the photo above and written for this week’s Twittering Tales #127.

Such fun!