PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson WARNING: may not be suitable for squeamish readers Rats gnawing. Stabbing pain. Falling forever. Maniacal laughter. Trevor woke with a splash, teeth chattering enough to chip his caps, in a tub he didn’t recognize. The water was ice cold – and pink. Head fuzzy, he cast about to orient. White…
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dVerse — prosery 13 — Chuang Tzu’s Butterfly Nightmare
“Argh…. unh….” He groans as the corkscrews are twisted, their points aiming for his liver and kidneys. In a nightmare, it is the awareness of what is happening rather than the act itself that brings agony. Paralyzed, nonetheless Mo is able to wake up – to pitch black. Was there a power outage? Bathed in…
#MM Saturday Mix — The Cut of His Jib
Some fine ladies, fool or wise, Measure a man by the hue of his eyes. Some women judge, by moon or by sun The silhouette of his tushy buns Others scream at the sheen to his wavy hair While his smile can lay their wild passions bare Some go by legs, others by hands, I…
dVerse — new POV — Predator (disturbing content warning)
Albuquerque ain’t Miami but it’s close Warm scent of prey in the air Looky at that one over there Asking for it, no begging I’ll be doing her a favor Putting her out of her misery And cleaning up this town It’s what I do when the sun goes down * If the meth heads…
OctPoWriMo2019 — Day 7 — speaking in (mature audiences only)
Tantalizing tongues test us terribly to totter from truth, tumbling into torrential tastes that in time will taunt. Languid laps of luxurious liquid lines lingering lusciously on your lovely lips; then la-la-la-la-la-la! Wagging waddlers wander wickedly willing wanderlust wilting woestricken ones, who wonder why. Morgan Dragonwillow is the host…
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…
Hungry (mature audiences only)
image link WARNING: THIS MAY BE TRIGGERING FOR THOSE WITH PTSD Father Jones had been sent by the church to the far reaches of Alaska to convert the Alaskan population to Christianity. You see, Father Jones was a weak man. He’d been bounced from parish to parish for years, as his weakness of “infatuations” with…