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For a few Carrots More

Writing Prompt: carrots

Our Vessels Are Us

Free verse

Boxed In

“I don’t care how long that box sits there, I’m not moving it.”

Clover

Flash Fiction

Stuck

He hated the rain. He sat in the driest spot he could find, his back pressed against the dirty brick wall. He drained the bottle he’d been…

Buckshot Blue Jeans

Jake sat on the back porch steps wearing only his Fruit of the Loom boxers. He loaded the 12 gauge with buckshot shells. A small boombox…

My London Years Of Rock

Those were the days

I Want To Tell Her

But I think she knows

Ma Pickle’s Pickle

Visions through a glass jar

Our Sanctuary

Meeting Faulkner’s Muses

The Magical Mason Jars of Key West

Of all the things that can go wrong when planning a wedding, what happened in Key West, Florida last year, when we were all still trying…

When Tips Are Not Included

Generosity can be set free

The Leftovers

Crime Fiction

Blanky Prank

Hazel preferred the fetal position while sleeping. The experience was better if she had her blue and yellow blanket tucked between her…

It Was More Than a Feeling

Old songs LOUD

Graveyard Party

Half of Mick’s instincts were against taking the next step, the other half wanted to spring forward.

You’ll Never Forget Me

He never could resist a problem

Didn’t You Use to Be Someone?

Do you remember me?

Colorful Complications

Paint the town? Sure, why not.

A New Friend

A Short Story

My Time Over the Silver Dragon

I had the romantic idea that living above a restaurant on a busy street in a big city would bring people into my life. I thought it would…

Searching For That Gleam

Trib peered into the depths of the container. A thin film was all that was left, not even sufficient to make it until tomorrow. He sighed…

Hair of the dog

fiction

Vincent

Flash Fiction

The coveted toupee

Mr. Ringer is my fat cat

Human Love 101 — A Feline’s POV

Humans often think I am cold. They think my affection is conditional, that I want to be left alone most of the time

A Literary Lie

Power in Literature

A happy ending?

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Of Rust and Ruin

The townsfolk of the seaside town of Whitby, North Yorkshire, are proud to say that their town and port are completely free of rust, thank…

Getting Rid of the Unsightly Rust

The rust coating the shower bothered Meg. What irked her more was her father’s indifference to her complaints.

So Rust the Chains on a Broken Heart

Mina Borden woke on the morning of her fifty-second birthday to find her eyes had rusted shut. She fumbled her way to the pantry, where…

Rust

a short story

Under Our Burning Cherry Tree

On the eve of the final stand, two lovers spend a final moment.

Where the hell did you get the upside-down exclamation point?

One of the best twists eva… great story… with the usual wit… ;)

That motherf*cker!!! (How could he though really, without a mother?) Well done, Starkey!

Makes me think of Puducherry

Simply awesome story Starkey. Did not see that ending coming…loved it!

love this description!

All’s Fair In Love And War

I don’t think anyone in the family knows when the war started. I don’t think Jasper and Jade themselves remember what started it. By now…

Guard of Ow-ner

“Away, cree-mi-nal!”

A Lesson in Combustion

The accident could have been avoided if Bill Hinkey hadn’t tried to fry a frozen turkey on the Fourth of July.

I Don’t Want to Live Like This, But I Don’t Want to Die

a story of love lost and aerosol cans

Beautiful Deterrent Cannot Be Believed

Weaponized beauty saves lives.

Sounds like a safe place to be

This is such a fantastic (and necessary) story!

A parent who loves and knows her child

The Condom

Packaging’s Pernicious Peril

A Wee Prick

Sometimes the biggest problems have the smallest solutions

Stand To Attention

The tale behind a name