PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright – Claire Fuller He maneuvered quietly, willing her not to awake. “Goddamit, Gil, you just can’t let me sleep in, can you! Go make the coffee!” Gil cringed, knowing he’d suffer castigation until he got outside of the front door. Chill December morning brought frosted breath, windshield scraping, and stinging bare…
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#FF — What’s Left
PHOTO PROMPT © LIsa Fox There it sat, unused, isolated; the manifestation of the best efforts of across-the-aisle compromise in both houses. Governor Wilmer had sighed as she scribbled her signature on the bill, a subtle acknowledgment of her complicity, an impotent figurehead of the shambles of a once actualized ideal: representative government. She left…
#FF — Belos Smiled
PHOTO PROMPT © Douglas M. MacIlroy Belos smiled. It had started with tinker-toys. His workshop held a machine that would take humankind to Mars. For a small man, his conception manifested into large moving parts and metal-tubed hexagons, then plugged its drive into the bright rectangle modeled on black hole energy. Belos whistled as he…
#FF — Once Mrs. Cleaver
PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Mom was a Mrs. Cleaver parent until I was five, making time to show me I was loved. But mom’s priorities changed to going out and sleeping in late. By my teens, we were mutually antagonistic strangers. When she drank and I mouthed off, she ripped my hair out, slapped…
#FF — Voila!
PHOTO PROMPT © Brenda Cox A Frenchman, Scooby-Doo, and a Clown walk into a bar. The bartender asks, “What’ll you have?” The Frenchman says, “I will have some simple joy, escape from the ever-worsening gloom that has infected the city.” Scooby-Doo says, [translated] “I’ll have some Scooby Snacks, but what I really want is a…
#FF — Through the Portal
PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot Silver-for-Gold helped me with my dating profile as all of my pictures were of Herbert and I. They edited him out. The metaphor hurt. I got a “wink” from Haruki, who listed his hobbies as reading and writing. We became correspondents over the next year. Post-pandemic, I was on a…
#FF — Wolf God
PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson Stardate: September 29, 2049Galaxy: Red Dwarf, Wolf A sanitation truck is crawling along Mills Street. Its beep…beep…beep is irritating yet strangely soothing. The sound crawls into my subconscious and wakes me from cyber-sleep. I hold still while tubes recede from my ports; the pod door whooshes open. I find Daisy,…
Tao-Talk 