#FF — Promise Fulfilled

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson It rested under a snowbank in a quiet subdivision all Winter. April’s sun brought it, along with Spring, slowly into view. Wet pavestones gleamed support for the motion. Even its blue shadow seemed to be smiling. At midday, a checkered cab pulled up to the curb. Two small, booted feet…

#FF — You’ve Been Served

PHOTO PROMPT © David Stewart They ordered from the screen’s menu, on the red phone. A bell dinged when it arrived. A panel whooshed open to reveal a banquet of sorts for them. They wolfed calories as if famished. Eating and sex were the only activities available, so they engaged in both with focus. Their…

#FF — The Hard Way

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot The gavel rapped sharply. “This meeting will come to order. First on the agenda: parking signs on Desolation Row. We all know parking fine income has dropped to nil. We need to get creative.” “Mayor, the municipal conference in Vegas I just went to had a parking sign vendor there….

#FF — Double Trouble

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Dotty and Mlady, identical twins, weren’t the kind that seemed like two parts to one whole, communicating telepathically or sharing a language nobody else was privy to. First fighting over who drank from mother’s breast that produced the most milk, to who swam Rubber Ducky around the tub, both sported…

#FF — She Reigns

PHOTO PROMPT © Brenda Cox Iron gates work, where other metals provide only a physical barrier. In daylight, scavengers rip into walls with crowbars, looking for enough for the traps. Patching up their solar energy systems keeps the hydroponic gardens growing. Rabbits give protein and furs. In Winter, when the nights are long, She reigns….

#FF — The Magpie’s Gift

PHOTO PROMPT © Lisa Fox Daria startled from sleep, disoriented. She reached out and knew she was lying in dry hay in Volodymyr’s patchwork, yet sturdy shed. Volo had arranged for a boat to pick her up at dawn on the Saksahan, where it would take her to the Black Sea and away. Her mother,…

#FF — Not that Leo, but still…

PHOTO PROMPT © Anne Higa Leo likes to remember how it all went down. Diagnosed with cellulitis, he was prescribed steroids. Thinking it was his Muse’ sense of humor, Leo reveled in his manic creativity at the easel. He painted with colors, shapes, and ideas that would make Bosch blush and Gauguin giggle. When Yasmin’s…