PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields She is a bright bouquet of flowers. He is her buoyant supporter. They met at a fundraiser for the hospital. She was entertaining as a clown and he was walking displays of donated items for the silent auction. He fell in love with her sunflower painting. She personally thanked him…
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#FF — Waterfalls
PHOTO PROMPT © David Stewart Waterfalls Willa sits in the cafe with black coffee and lemon tart. It is Joey’s eighteenth birthday. She’d made him lemon tart every birthday until his tenth. Jim gave no hint he’d abscond with Joey. Jim had been served with papers at noon; by two they were gone. Had he…
#FF — Gentrified
PHOTO PROMPT © Lisa Fox My lineage has lived in this building since the town formed. Great-great grandfather helped Mr. Lanscombe lay the bricks, in exchange for a promise of a forever apartment for his family. Although deed-free, who could leave such an arrangement. A sesquicentennial later, I’m still here. Some say it’s a dump,…
#FF — Kalua Pig
PHOTO PROMPT © Brenda Cox Regardless of how glamorous a travel destination is, there are always underbellies that noone sees or wants to know about. Hawaii, for example: all eyes feast volcanoes and too-blue water; noses breathe sea air and sweet flora; skin brushes large tropical leaves; ears listen to birds, drumbeats, and partygoers; mouths…
#FF — While you were gone…
PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields This image sings that every picture has a story. Each memento, a rationale. Every cubicle is filled with paper-thin but feeling-rich associations. They are put in their proper places, one by one. They wait patiently until they are chosen in a moment for their keeper’s positive regard. Yet even the…
#FF — Monday’s Red Rose
Monday’s Red Rose It started with Monday’s red rose left on my doorstep. I smiled, wondering who my secret admirer was. On Tuesday, I arrived home and found a box of high-priced chocolate truffles, kept cool with an ice pack. One melted on my tongue as my imagination wandered again as to my admirer. Each…
#FF — Beating Bright
PHOTO PROMPT © Na’ama Yehuda April’s cloud blankets served to keep us in our caves, vicariously monitoring life through fogged panes of glass and pixelated screens. The second winter of covid had been harsh, perhaps harsher than the first, as our views focused on celebrities hurling dung at each other in courtrooms and maniacs with…
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