Friday Flash 55: Dumped
Photo licensed through Creative Commons by Sean Dreilinger on Flickr photo sharing. At his age the sight of me in shorts shouldn’t get him so excited.He licks my knees.“No way.”He licks my toes.“It’s too early.”His eyes adore me.I get my running shoes.I’m dumped at the front gate for the first big-eyed doe to flick her tail at him. This post is part of G-Mans Friday Flash 55. Drop by to see what other participants wrote.
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Lines |shared via CC license by laprimadonna on Flickr – Photo Sharing! 1. Okra When I think of how life used to be, the okra summer comes to mind. There was a big crop the year I turned three and a bumper crop of new rules to learn, as there is with every year of growing. Even though I know nothing that shade of green can taste remotely pleasant, I was not allowed to say so. Even though I didn’t eat hairy food or green food or slimy food, and even though okra fit all three of those categories, I had to eat it or no one could have ice…
Friday 55: Ashes #flashfiction
Heart Aflame by BozDoz on Flickr photo sharing “Focus,” he said, tugging the rope. But how? Her mind ran in circles, this way and that, yapping like a little dog. He layered pleasure and pain, smothering thoughts with an escalating craving for Him, consuming her in flames, until nothing remained but a soft floating feeling – ashes of who she had been, landing. This post is in response to G-Man’s Friday Flash 55. Participants tell a story in 55 words. See what other participants wrote here.