Protected: Yeah Write #30: Aren’t We All Machines? (#flashfiction)
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Yeah Write #29: The Deceiver (#flashfiction)
“Price? Your tongue. Much I could do with it.” He licked his lips. “Rupahu, Deceiver! Interfere and your claim is forfeit. You will return it — unsullied,” Ariel demanded. “That’s … Continue reading
Protected: Yeah Write #28: Marked (#flashfiction)
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Yeah Write #27: The Consequence of Custody (#flashfiction)
A man dipped a stolen daughter’s hand in the water; the boat undulated. After thirty minutes, the hard ridges between her fingers plumped into webbing. He released a burdened breath. … Continue reading
Protected: Yeah Write #26: The Return (#flashfiction)
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Yeah Write #25: Unmatched (#flashfiction)
On the left foot, a tall nylon sock styled as a buskin. Could you make a windsock out of socks? The right: a knee-high, rainbow-striped toe sock. Why let meaningless … Continue reading
Protected: Yeah Write #24: Options Open (#flashfiction)
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Yeah Write #23: Poker Face (#flashfiction)
“Raise. Organic Milk — $1.00 off — doubles on Mondays.” “Damn. I’m out.” “Me too.” “Bullshit. Call.” A $3.00 Kaas gourmet cheese coupon floats upon the poker pot. A collective … Continue reading
Protected: Yeah Write #22: Beauty and Beasts (#flashfiction)
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Yeah Write #21: The Walking Stone (#flashfiction)
Left, Huh! Right, Hoh! A hundred voices repeat the rhythm. Devotees heave ropes taught. The megalith rocks, it falls, it waddles — its 5-ton balance engineered by masons’ precision. … Continue reading
Protected: Yeah Write #20: Pecker Bridge (#flashfiction)
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Writing on the Fly #11: What She Is (Excerpt) — Guard Down
Note: I’m feeling quite discouraged today, but I sat down and wrote anyway. For those who are new, WOtF is an exercise I do for myself. I sit and write … Continue reading
Yeah Write #18: Tank (#flashfiction)
For ninety-two years, she’d leave the tube tank and enter the twenty-six foot deep observation aquarium. She swam melancholy circles; show time simulated life; the people cheered. Saviors opened … Continue reading
Yeah Write #16: High Revelers (#flashfiction)
Nikki stared dumbstruck at the forty-somethings laughing, munching, and oozing on furniture. “Honey!” Her mother gave her a sloppy kiss, “You missed the best chocolate cake ever!” A melted birthday candle … Continue reading
Yeah Write #15: Sharp (Microstory #247)
“When will they melt, Momma!?” We gawked at the cold, avant-garde chandelier. Clear, glass tubes sharpened to icicle points crowded together forming a spiral dangling from invisible wire. “Oh, at … Continue reading
Yeah Write #13: Rube Goldberg Retribution
I have a particular set of skills not ordinarily useful. But give me a lying, cheating boyfriend, a crammed closet I said to clean a thousand times, and … Continue reading
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