outside looking in watching you through downcast eyes forever fearing Photo by Lisa Fotios @ Pexels.com Thanks to Kat for this thought provoking image. It's not my usual micro-fiction Twittering Tale kind of offering but once this thought grabbed my brain, it wouldn't let go.
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
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?
No one saw them come. They just appeared overnight. Cages. Thousands of them, millions probably. Everywhere. We stared. Pointed. Hypothesized. Made bets on what had been inside, where they had run off to. Nobody guessed the cages weren’t really empty. Until it was too late. This 276 character Twittering Tale was written for Kat Myrman’s… Continue reading Empty Cages
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. 276 characters inspired by the… Continue reading The 6120 to Chicago
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… Continue reading The Mistake
Six years. No wins. But now it was Frank’s turn. Ten days building alliances. Then a little misdirection. That’s all. It wasn’t cheating. It wasn’t! Real Road fans didn’t need directions to Sprague’s Super Service. He’d be wearing that Route 66 Scavenger Hunt Crown by day’s end! 279 characters Written for Twittering Tales and dedicated to Ryburn's Place… Continue reading The Annual Route 66 Scavenger Hunt Caper