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  • Poor Work Ethic - The Quiet Years Inspired by text

    And so, the days passed as Jason sat glued to his chair and monitor, stone-faced.

    And nobody noticed.

    The fact that Jason…

  • Colors of death Inspired by a photo

    Red, green, blue. The spectral shades paint a picture of his death. One man, in a box, beneath a tree. His life was more vibr…

  • The Wrong Song Inspired by text

    Orange, yellow, white,
    the box is way too tight.
    The spectral shades
    where energy fades
    Somehow isn’t right.

    Vibrant is t…

  • The perfect pants Inspired by text

    There’s nothing better than leather pants. Reveal everything and expose nothing. Must meet age, weight and endowment standard…

  • How to Buy a Time Machine

    Sam was having a crummy day, a lackluster week, and a downright disappointing life. His girlfriend broke up with him, his car…

  • The Anonymous Tipster of Lake Derry Inspired by text

    He should have known better than to assume the pie was baked by Donna Lee; closer inspection revealed Mrs. Smith’s engraved…

  • Contribution to the Great Zombie Epic III Mature Inspired by text

  • No pants, no problem?

    Don’t get me wrong – generally, I’m 100% for the wearing of pants, but that day I just had to take a stand. Honestly – who wa…

  • Dearly departed Treo Inspired by a photo

    My sweet friend, yours is such a tragic loss. I will miss holding you close, touching your sleek body, hearing your steady vo…

  • Thoughts by my ex-husband Inspired by text

    What about you? Asked the other guy. The guy with the fruit in hand and fabric around his neck.

    What about me?

    You’re …

  • Paging Mr. Wallace Inspired by text

    Surprised, Joseph stopped wiping his hand across his mouth. “Mr. Wallace? Who is Mr. Wallace?” Smiling, Susan looked up at Jo…

  • Love All

    The only thing I knew about Kaiser was he’d been donated to the K-9 Corps by a young draftee as he left for basic training. S…

  • Poor Work Ethic - The Revelation Inspired by text

    His head disappeared under the desk for a moment. Susan tried to listen, but heard only the muffled sounds of Joseph rummagin…

  • Ficlets Haiku

    Back today so proud.
    Mind and body torn away.
    Heart never left you.

  • Carny Clowns Inspired by text

    I wasn’t sure whether or not to believe him when he said his grandmother had been killed by a balloon that had been twisted i…

  • Night Swim Cut Short Inspired by text

    “Ouch.”

    That wasn’t a hand around her ankle at all.

    Kim felt a searing pain and then it was gone. She pulled her knee to h…

  • My ex-husband Inspired by text

    Monkeys make horrible spouses. So I married the other guy with the ripe banana and blue silk tie. If only the similarities …

  • Forgive me Inspired by text

    My love, please; do try not to take it personally. Remember our first days together? Why, you so thoroughly took care of my e…

  • Good morning Inspired by a photo

    As I wake up and can barely see, my morning coffee befriends me. Guiding me through my daily routine, I’m fully awake by the …

  • Long Trip to the Altar Inspired by text

    I stayed up a couple of days, going to the bars out by the airport, hanging out drinking beer with the guys in the parking lo…

  • My Ex-Husband Sequel Mature Inspired by text

  • Mardi Gras nightmare Inspired by a photo

    Stephan, a twenty-something New Yorker, awakens late in the morning, the bright sun peeking through green curtains. The bed i…

  • The fallible robot

    He walked through the door and noticed something odd right away. Something was amiss. The robot was nowhere to be seen. His h…

  • The Falling Robot Inspired by text

    Funny, he had just walked through the lobby of his apartment building. Wouldn’t the doorman have mentioned that he saw the ro…

  • Twisted Robot Wreckage Inspired by text

    There was his pal, his little red robot, just visible all the way down there, laying in a pile of trash bags. He looked horri…

  • Mardi Gras nightmare Inspired by a photo

    Stephan, a twenty-something New Yorker, awakens late in the morning, the bright sun peeking through green curtains. The bed i…