PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson Melatonin Cushion The melatonin worked. Nothing interrupted my floating sleep last night. Absent was the recurring nightmare of headlights, fire, a blanketing black umbrella-like claw descending upon Fremont, the smell of smoke, and the cacophony of sirens and screams. Refreshed after sleeping soundly for the first time in months, I…
Category: Friday Fictioneers
#FF — There’s No Place Like Home
PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook There’s No Place Like Home My lids are closed, my breathing even and shallow. Sheepskin bedding cushions me. The air carries a hint of lilac over linament smell. Cat Stevens’, “Tea for the Tillerman” croons low in the background, in a duet with intravenous machine beeps. Minnie is warm against…
#FF — Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door*
PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door* Beth knows she lived in Manzano for twenty years. When others find out that she used to live in a place reported to be a culturally enriched, bohemic paradise, they invariably ask, “What was it like to live in Manzano?” Beth would love to answer from…
#FF — Juvie
PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Juvie He’d done it on a dare. Pete was new to Oakridge. It was his third new school this year. His folks struggled to pay rent with minimum wage jobs. They were familiar with the ham-fisted pound at the front door. Kids that move around a lot are left with…
#FF — Bats in the Belfry
PHOTO PROMPT © Jen Pendergast Bats in the Belfry Reverend June looked for divine inspiration to write this Sunday’s sermon, her first in the new parish. She was replacing Father Flannery, who’d disappeared suddenly, location unknown, after thirty years at the pulpit. She’d heard so much about Father Flannery as a preacher who could sway…
#FF — Where are the Crayons?!
PHOTO PROMPT © Kent Bonham Where are the Crayons? A distant voice on an intercom pulled me from dreams. Groggy, it took a moment to orient once I opened my eyes to pastel goldenrod walls and day-bright LEDs. Right. The surgery. I turned my head and vertigo slapped me around. Slower, silly. Brain implants ain’t…
#FF — Winter Pastimes
PHOTO PROMPT © David Stewart Winter Pastimes Winter is a time for puzzles and dreaming. Everyone knows Ginger likes puzzles, so she has a stockpile to choose from. She’s been saving “Miller’s Pond” for awhile. Its cloudy-skied gloominess isn’t what she’s looking for in mid-February. She reaches for a colorful equatorial puzzle with a green…
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