Tag: fiction
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Bitter Pills
Yet another Sunday, it’s the end of March. What the hell? Prompt- Swallow Music: Wooden Shjips – Back To Land Swallow your pride, it’s a bitter pill but it’s better this way. Say the things you know will sting, slaps against the grain. Anything to make you walk away. Swallow arsenic words, poisonous to all…
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Friday Fictioneers – Lips So Blue
I saw the sign. I heard her small voice say, “we should turn back.” Jermaine, I chastised, always too sure of yourself. The sky sure is blue from here. Small clouds, formed into puffs of slight dog fur, float by casting their shadows among the scattered glass. If I could speak … a thousand things I…
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Friday Fiction
When I was a little girl I pressed my nose against the glass of my dad’s old Volkswagen as we passed under bridges in the city. I puffed great smokey blasts of fog to draw little hearts and “hellos” in as the sleeping men tossed in their bags. “Dad, why don’t we help them?” “They…
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Threads of Gold
I want to lie between the lines. To feel the words moving and sinking, Gnashing and gnawing at the chains binding them so. I want to sink into the crevices between the melodies, The breaths between the chords. To feel the rhythms beating and crashing, Tearing and thrashing at the ropes holding them down. I…
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What Secrets This Lake Keeps
What secrets this lake keeps When the dark nights rain And it’s just humid enough For the lake to stain With the ghost of clouds That couldn’t quite take flight. There’s a story here Only unfolding in those nights. Billy lives in that mansion across the way. Him, his mistress and a perfect family. He…
Kelley Farrell 