“What had happened to him at that moment was what happens to people when they are unexpectedly caught in something very shameful.” – Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy. The Tale of Thomas is still told around campfires in these parts. St. Horatio’s Seminary shut down every spring so the students could go help the needy. …
Category: fiction
#FF — Plus One
PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson The triplets lived near each other; for forty years they had a standing lunch date for the first Friday of the month. Today’s lunch was at Sal’s By The Beach. As the sisters waited for the Blue Light Special, fricaseed blackfish, they got so caught up in the conversation that…
The New & Amazing Flight Diet!
It should be no surprise that Maryland, whose Official State Bird is the cuckoo, no pardon me, that’s Washington DC and the Spite Haus, nevermind. Anyway, Maryland has a new fad diet that is spreading like poison ivy at summer camp. It’s called the Flight Diet. This is how it works: A garden that rivals…
Home on the Range
Rye was a cowboy who had followed in the footsteps of his father and his father before him. The cowboy way of life seemed to be fading for society, but not for Rye. Cattle drives had been replaced by *CAFOs, where the cows lived and died in long buildings, never being given a chance to…
Twittering Tales #150 – 20 August 2019 — The Twilight Zone S4E6
Photo by Felipe Ribeiro at Pexels.com Rod had dreamed every detail of the lunar station and spared no expense in making it come to life. It had to look streamlined and metallic; had to be shadowy/noir for the mood. Most important the light outside had to be bright, as if it was a long way…
It’s Showtime! (mature audiences only)
image link You know those nights you find yourself in the middle of a dream that you can’t wake up from and have no control over? I found myself in one and it is by the grace of God that my story is reaching your eyes. I was with my friends, Irma and Myra, walking…
dVerse — Prosery #3 — Juvie
Lying supine in the back of the ambulance, Marga smiled as she approached her region’s Rejuvenation Center. Juvie, as it was affectionately called, had been the final destination for most for almost 100 years now. Rolled out on the gurney with her entourage of IV tubes and bottles, Marga caught a glimpse of sky for…
