Welcome back! PROMPT #284 I give you a line which can be used anywhere in your piece. The idea of a first line or last line becomes too restrictive. You can break it up, but you cannot insert or skip words in between. Well, we do need some conditions. 🙂 She’d forgiven everyone and emptied … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #284
“Where do you think you’ll go?” Amina asks with concern. “Back to my village. I can’t afford rent in a city without a job,” Ahana was one of the many employees laid off by a loss-making startup. The doorbell breaks the silence in the room, and minutes later, Ahana is unpacking her bags. “I was … Continue reading Petrichor
illusionstouched only by lighthorizonsmake peoplebelieve earth and sky do meetin radiant bursts Moonwashed Weekly Prompt - Horizon
The place hasn’t changed much in a decade. But an intriguing sight greets me. Two dogs are lounging around in the chairs which the senior Smith couple used to grace. I push the gate open and see a young girl serving their food in bowls on the table. “I haven’t seen you here before.” “How … Continue reading Stretching beyond life
She freezes at the mention of ‘Mother’, and abhors paeans being sung to motherhood. She tried hard, very hard to recall a moment of acceptance, when her mother climbed up from her dinosaur mindset, and accepted her in a positive way. She couldn’t, however desperate she was to wish that such a moment existed. Father … Continue reading Wistful
Maybe ….. by Melissa Lemay
A follow-up to The truth is out there., posted for Reena’s Xploration Challenge and Sadje’s What Do You See?
She willed her fingers to move, reminiscent of Uma Thurman in Kill Bill. She couldn’t honor the urge to scream if she wanted to; nor could she laugh out loud at the fluffy orange haired toupee wearer.
Thankfully, she hadn’t fallen over. Her body sort of hovered and crouched. Her tenacity was fierce. Her fingers began twitching-flickering like the people all around her. Ugh, she thought, just get up. Slowly, she began regaining tactility, sensing solid ground beneath her. She urged her feet to push.
She concentrated every ounce of will toward achieving movement. She began to lean. Her small frame faltered. It was as though she was the only person within sight that had any sort of conscious control over motor function, yet from inside a mind-controlled robot.
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dull greysfire in bellieswrite multi-shot storiesmanifest hues and shades; handlewith care Photo Challenge #468 at MLMM
Look up! There is no respite if you want to flySo what if your shape changes till you reach the skyit's a shadow earthlings see; however they lie I change shape and chisel a new identityRidicule if you want, but it is the new meEyes wide open; now your intent I clearly see It hurts … Continue reading Taking Flight
I regurgigatefragments of lifeforgotten – oracerbic onesgiving me ulcers I choose with carereframe – inside and outsidepresent shareable aspectshitherto unknownor known but misunderstood I understand so much moreshadows, demonsblocking lightwhich facilitatesboth death and life Quadrille at dVerse
Stop breath!It's the momentto be free of baggageand take-off in the stratosphereluck out What Do You See
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