PHOTO PROMPT © Ken Arnopole (friend of Ted Strutz) Symbiotes? Gazette publishes monthly articles urging single seniors to stop looking for love; instead, to search for the companionship of a symbiotic relationship. Myrtle, life-long romantic, cancels her subscription. Myrtle accepts when Virginia invites her on a cruise, hopeful that Mr. Right will be aboard. She…
Category: fiction
Esther Chilton’s “Can You Tell A Story In…” 284
Sugar CookiesAfter Dr. Quack’s brain operation on me, I smell vanilla on full moons. I attracted Harry on a midnight walk and imagined sugar cookies as he bit me. Now, on certain days, we keep the pram canopy closed. Esther Chilton is the host of Can You Tell A Story In… Esther says: Can you…
#FF — Til Death (with “If I Was a Blackbird” by Silly Wizard added)
PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot Til Death Startled awake, I listen for Mr. Coffee’s gurgle, but he’s not singing. It’s always a surprise to realize you’re dead, as our lives continue as if you are alive in the other realm. At first I thought you must be in limbo, waiting for the elevator, but it’s…
Can You Tell A Story In… #83 — Afterlife
Ah! Exuberant joy overtakes me as I sip a pineapple margarita. Life in heaven after the apocalypse isn’t so bad. Esther Chilton is the host of Can You Tell A Story In… Esther says: Can you tell a story in 20 words using the following words in it somewhere: APOCALYPSE PINEAPPLE EXUBERANT
#FF — Haunted
PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook Haunted Henry’s penthouse gleamed atop the new condo building. It only took a few greased palms over posh lunches in back rooms to condemn and bulldoze homes to make way for the building’s construction. Nobody seemed to care other than the dozen displaced residents whose families had owned those homes…
dVerse — Prosery Monday — Faith
As a seed, I was shot out the back end of a blue jay when, heedless, she flew over the meadow.–Lisa Bellamy, from the poem, “Wild Pansy.” Faith As a seed, I was shot out the back end of a blue jay when, heedless, she flew over the meadow. Shivering in a watery mess that dried…
#FF — Just What the Patient Ordered
PHOTO PROMPT © Nancy Richy Just What the Patient Ordered “The doctor will see you now.” Startled from doomscrolling, I look up into the creased face of Harriet. She’s wearing Golden Girl themed scrubs today. I follow her away from the fuzzy grey chairs of the fuzzy grey room. In stark contrast, Dr. Houdini’s cherry-wood-paneled…
