#FF — First Domino

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson Ada, Bonnie, Christy, Donna, Eileen, Francina, and Ginette grew up together in St. Ignace. Their mothers stayed home and made pasties. Their fathers worked as woodsmen, railroad men, and on the ships of Lake Michigan. They married young and followed their parents’ footsteps. They canned food in autumn, made quilts…

#FF — Capsula Mundi

PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz Under normal circumstances, at life’s end funeral and burial arrangements would have already been finalized and notarized. These were not normal circumstances. I was only forty years old. My sons learned that the dental hygienist was an anti-masker in her off hours and had infected dozens during their routine cleanings….

#FF — The Stowaway

PHOTO PROMPT © Alicia Jamtaas She broke off a stem of herself and stowed it away on the ship before it left Yautja Prime. She’d learned about secret hunting trips by the elite on a planet described as lush, green, and full of game. The rumbling landing gear activated her from dormancy and she slipped…

#FF — Ready to be Flushed

PHOTO PROMPT © Trish Nankivell Harold has been harassing Carla since the two of them were in kindergarten. When he pushed her in the gravel, she told her teacher; who just smiled and said, “That means he likes you.” In middle school, Harold tried to kiss Carla in the park. She pushed him away and…

#FF — Due Process

PHOTO PROMPT © Marie Gail Stratford It’s Friday. We twelve have been here all week. Julie proposed yesterday that we each say a prayer for guidance in the challenge before us. The room is rather shabby but after last night’s storm, the light is good. The chairs are comfortable. The refrigerator is stocked with bottled…

#FF — The Nightly News

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields The cavernous studio gleamed on bright screens across the planet. Accustomed to it now, I remember thinking the first broadcast was just like the transporter in the old Star Trek shows. Every evening, we waited and watched our screens like partygoers used to watch for the Times Square ball drop…

#FF — Misfits

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson Once upon a time there was a Scottish boy who bounced around with his folks, an English boy abandoned by his teenage mother, and a London boy who started out by banging on noisy pieces of war rubble after his dad was blown up. The rough-hewn lads were looked at…