Am I to believe all these circumstances? Have I been bred to be so naïve?
Sometimes it feels like platforms are fall into the path of my steps, and I get to where I’m supposed to be. This calculated fate designed for destiny; premeditated not by me. Do they think that I don’t see just because I’ve always been here- that my sheltering would leave me transfixed?
To hear all my life the beauty of the painted skies, but when I finally reached out for them, my knuckles resounded a knock!
I beseech you the truth. Lies forevermore, nevermore.
Every time you feel that tenseness in your chest. Every time you feel that sudden dizziness. Every time you pass a semi. Every time you cross a bridge. Every time you take the stairs. Every time you take the elevator. Every time you look out the fifth floor window. It could break. It could snap. Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers – Light at the End”
A hand outstretched, in hopes of partnership to rebuild the lost: from a dissed utopia to a dystopia. Annexation of their civilization was just conservation. No one can make it alone anymore. Not him. Not them. But together, their survivability increased exponentially. But his hand shook. He was nervous. No, he was thirsty. He wasContinue reading “Friday Fictioneers – Hand Shake”
Before my story, I just wanted to apologize for not being around as much (writing, reading others, commenting, etc). Just got a new job and started summer classes! Things have been a little hectic! I’ll be around more when things settle down. Thanks for everyone who keeps coming by anyway! It wasn’t luck. He hadContinue reading “Friday Fictioneers – Sign of Success”
Buried beneath a boneyard of battered tombstones lies hordes of insomniacs that clatter through their stretched coracles. Open eyes and empty mouths remain ingrained to their one-manned vessel while they should be traveling the tributary to hereafter, but inhumane mock mourners fancied Charon’s obol too overpriced to inhume. I can still hear the humContinue reading “FFfAW – Boneyard Bustle”
“Your business acumen must be quite splendid,” he spoke with a veracious vernacular that was apropos for such a well-heeled man. “Quite,” I responded with a nod from my outstretched pinky, holding a glass of Chateau Margaux. “And, if you would be so kind as to remind me of what it is that you do.” Continue reading “Friday Ficitoneers – Excusez-moi”
How big a goldfish gets depends on the size of its home. A small goldfish lives in a small bowl. A big goldfish lives in a pond. She moved from her small town to a big city. She thought she could be a star. But when she arrived, her size stayed the same, and theContinue reading “FFfAW – Goldfish”
Tried a more fairy-tale approach for this one! Been trying different writing styles lately. Feedback is welcomed! A king once told a local blacksmith to build him the strongest shackles in the world so he could capture a dragon and take its gold. In return, the blacksmith would receive a large portion of the wealth. Immediately afterContinue reading “Friday Fictioneers – The Blacksmith”
Check out the others here! “What a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive.” Obfuscating freedom with obscurity, Trickery, Deceptively- Leading others to misery, Melancholy, Gloomy. Unhappy- Spindly spindles of sticky, Tacky, Gluey, Lies not of necessity, And they will inevitably, Unavoidably, Certainly, Unescapably, Unsurprisingly, Be the end of me. This webContinue reading “Mondays Finish the Story – Family Tree”