“Why don’t you throw away rotten stuff from the fridge? This cake is past its expiry date.” He yelled as he threw out several things from the fridge, and she was hit by a can or two. It is probably the relationship that has outlived its expiry date. She remembers his words so clearly, as … Continue reading Past sell-by date
He’d been courting her for two years. But she couldn’t forget her boyfriend who’d died in a car accident. He was behind the wheel when the accident occurred. Was it possible to rectify the error? https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/09/12/weekend-writing-prompt-174-rectify/
The road trip was taken against her wish. A sense of foreboding descended on her, as they drove on the same zig-zag roads climbing up the mountains, but she controlled herself. Teenage children don’t listen anyway. The familiar refrain of a song brought her out of her reverie. “OMG! This is not possible. It’s the … Continue reading Now why?
Welcome back to another week! PROMPT 152 “I am a museum full of art, and a deck full of music, but …..” You can use this as the first line, or somewhere in your piece. Go ahead, rediscover the nuances you are made of, and have fun with painting a different picture… sorry, writing your … Continue reading Reena’s Exploration Challenge #152
Time toshed lazinessbecome self-reliantcobwebs on mindsets all dustedwe moved.... https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/09/10/tale-weaver-292-clean-up-10th-september/
The car did not start on that stormy night, and then I met you. It was a turning point, from where there was no turning back ever. It was also the last night of somebody's life. https://only100words.xyz/2020/09/10/three-line-tales-241/
“You will have to delete images from your gallery, Jane, the phone is running out of space.” “I may have to buy another disk. Yet, it is cheaper than what art gallery owners charge as commission.” Her comment is sarcastic, but Rob sighs, “Online platforms have robbed us of our income.” The artist and gallery … Continue reading Business
It’s a sight I’ve not forgotten. I’d tried to avert the eyes of kids playing in the park, as I buried my infant son. My wife was distraught, but we had to catch the last train back home. The paediatrician was world-famous, but just said ‘Sorry…’. Years later, I come back to see if I … Continue reading Hope lingers on….
The arrival of that car means trouble. The mean owner has arrived, and it makes sense to stay away. He hopes to find work elsewhere, and earn a day’s bread for his family. In the next street, someone is hiring people for slogan-shouting. They have to participate in a rally, in return for lunch and … Continue reading Cyclic fate
It’s always you, it’s not me, Mercury riding on your back with light you interact playing a game designed to sell You pass judgements on me…. You catch reflections bouncing back from my skin my core you’ll never catch it lies so deep beneath I master language write self-portraits use a few filters from fave … Continue reading It’s always me
