PHOTO PROMPT © Mr. Binks The Grass is Greener Part 2 She pumps one bullet into his twitching body for every bird that has opened her legs to him, reloading after each series of empty clicks. In her mind. She napkin-dabs her lips and pushes away from the table. She knows he thinks she’s heading…
Category: Friday Fictioneers
#FF — The Grass is Greener (trigger warning)
PHOTO PROMPT © Jennifer Pendergast The Grass is Greener “Um?” He startles. His head swivels forward to meet her stare across the restaurant table. Her face openly reveals a potent brew of surprise, amusement, disappointment, and anger. His face adopts the long-practiced mask of sheepishness, devilishness, and charisma that she fell in love with long…
#FF — Granny’s Pride
PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Granny’s Pride I choose notecard and stamp carefully. Both images express what I’m finding difficult to say in words. The stamp’s image is a black bird perched in a red, white, and blue apple tree. The notecard depicts an Olympic swimmer with fingertips touching the victory edge of the pool…
#FF — Horizon Extinction (Sonya Massey Murder)
PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot Horizon Extinction Last week, Sonya Massey’s parents learn that Veep Kamala, a black woman, may soon be POTUS. Friends gather after church service to celebrate with strong coffee and buttery pastries. They breathe deeply; their grandbabies may live long lives with equal consideration from governmental institutions and their agents. Hope…
#FF — Cursed
PHOTO PROMPT © Lisa Fox Cursed Wilmer, last remaining member of his Tribe, died today. He has bequeathed his property to the city, to be used only as a continued resting place for Wilmer and his ancestors. It was they who built sacred stone geometries for funeral rites and other seasonal celebrations. Mayor Stick makes…
#FF — Dadaroche
PHOTO PROMPT © Ronda Del Boccio Dadaroche Dadaroche’ platinum chariot purrs along the dusty streets of the small, parched village. Everyone recognizes him. Many believe he was brought by God; others know different. Dadaroche preaches on Sundays. After-service chit-chats inform him whose homes have working mothers and absent fathers; which homes have hunger. He knows…
#FF — Baby Daddy
PHOTO PROMPT © Nancy Richy Baby Daddy Such a perfect day: high sixties, rose fragrance on gentle breeze, birds chirping. The world is happy – except for Harald. The shadow of his predicament creates an impenetrable barrier to any joy. Loretta will pick him up soon. The flirtation with the home health aid gave him…
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