Image was of a bathtub with a human figure bathing but also a selkie and a seal in the water; an old woman on the edge of the tub holding a seal; a razor and a rubber ducky on the ledge of the tub; and in the distance the sea, cliffs, and bright lights in…
Category: fiction
#FF — Affirmation
PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Bird and Gato made a strange pair. Bird believed that extraterrestrials bestowed humankind with technology; then continued their contact through advising, abducting, and probing us. Gato was raised Christian; he’d been saved at age five and waited patiently for The Return of Jesus. Married twenty-five years, we believed their heated…
RFP3 — Now What?
Session 3: Keelie snuggled into Dr. Rou’s couch and began eating a large box of chocolates, one by one, as usual. Dr. Rou hoped that he would be able to help cure his 40 year-old patient’s life-long eating disorder in the six sessions that Keelie’s insurance had approved to pay for. Dr. Rou said, “Keelie,…
#FF — Why Libraries Matter
PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz “She may never speak,” intoned Dr. Francis. John and Libby walked out of the specialist’s office with Merry toddling between them, silent, containing. When Merry was safely snuggled in dreamland with Tam, the teddy bear, they agreed that doctors’ egos made them monsters. When John and Libby took Merry to…
#FF — Turn
PHOTO PROMPT © Bradley Harris “It’s the same each time. I’m standing at the top of a green hill, scanning sky and water. I sense the endless emptiness in it, but I have to run towards it or I will be dead from whatever is crashing through the underbrush behind me. I plunge down the…
#FF — The Painter
Every night’s the same, curled in too-rough sheets and too-thin blankets, falling into sleep to moans and screams. We dream behind locked doors. Worse are the prisons of our own minds, which keep us hostage to the whims of institutions. I am out first each morning at the click of the door. My slippered feet…
#FF — Extinguished?
PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson Harriet’s likeness plasters across multi-media. Dull red surveillance bubbles glow like holiday lights with promises of detection. Capture. Torture. How will we effect an escape for our guiding beacon? “Mama always says, ‘Hide in plain sight’ “ Harriet leads with old wisdom. We hatch a plan. Our pigeons spread word….
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