PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson Shelter I remember my siblings and I chasing each other down wet alleys and hiding behind trash bins. We ate gritty mice and scraps of garbage – until the day we smelled something delicious in a box. We hunted it like lions. I, being boldest, pounced first. With the first…
Category: fiction
#FF — Green Hornet Light
PHOTO PROMPT © Bill Reynolds Everyone recognizes Bill’s utility truck. “There goes Green Hornet Light,” they say whenever the beast rolls down Main. Bill lives at the end of a long 2-track. He doesn’t take much to visitors. Keeps to himself. Bill’s town legend is that he kept Bonnie and Clyde from getting away when…
#FF — Tower
PHOTO PROMPT © Na’ama Yehuda Kari crossed Bílý Bridge at dusk via horse-drawn sleigh from the train station. It was mid-January. She hugged her soft leather bag close and shivered; it was only partially because of the cold. Craning her neck up as the sleigh lurched over snow-packed cobblestone, she imagined the castle, now a…
Submission Reject: Return
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…
#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…
