Chester CathedralLearn more about this magnificent structure here. “Jesus said, ‘the water that I shall give will be an inner spring always welling up for eternal life’ ”— John 4:14 Water of Life [at Chester] Cathedral Sculpture by Broadbent (1994) to celebrate the 900th anniversary of the establishment of the Benedictine Abbey on this site. …
Category: fiction
#FF — I Remember Part 3
PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Manny, our neighbor, pounded on our door. “What’s going on in there. Loretta has called the police.” Manny and Loretta had tolerated Mama’s wails during Daddy’s “corrections,” but now that a baby was involved… “You’re going to pay for this,” Daddy said, and squeezed Mama’s arm, hard. Soon, Officer Jones…
dVerse — Prosery — The Tender Gray
In the tender gray, I swim undisturbed.by Celia Dropkin, from, “In Sullivan County” I was a first grandchild who basked in the attention of grandparents, aunts, uncles, and the warm light of my parents. The war had ended a few years before my birth. It was a time when food, supplies, and gasoline were rationed….
TSM 238 — Short Time*
Photo by Hein Rich on Flickr Marco had dreamed so long of a time when he could hold peace close to his heart. And now, here she was, resting with him, warm and downy, with no urge to fly. He sat with her in the sun, reveling at the quiet, healing power of her presence….
#FF — I Remember Part 2
PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot I was a cranky baby. The expired formula never set right. Thin and mewling, Mama did her best to soothe me with bouncing and sugar tits; even sneaking a thimble full of Daddy’s whiskey to give me once in awhile. Mama and I spent most days in the back room…
#FF — I Remember
The first time I can remember drawing it was in first grade. Our teacher walked around the room asking students questions. “Where is that, Jeannie?” I didn’t know. In middle school, they asked the same. By high school, my technique flourished and teachers submitted my works to competitions where they won prizes. Now a freshman…
#FF — So long
PHOTO PROMPT © Starsinclayjars Yuri had been a teaser from day one. “Your skin is the white of curdled milk.” “Where’d you find that dress? At the circus?” It had been part of a mildly aggravating yet electric courtship between them. Yuri made Hilda laugh which helped make a sweet sauce for midnight desserts. Twenty…
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