Writing Prompt

“Meow!”

Kennedy closed her front door and leaned her weary back against it. In and out, Endora wound around her legs. She toed off her sensible heels and unhooked her bra.

“Meeoooow,” Endora cried pitifully.

“Okay I get it you’re dying of starvation. Here you go greedy pants,” Kennedy said opening a can of cat food.

For a moment Kennedy juggled the idea of takeout versus leftovers. With h...

After a long day, I come to my cabin in the woods and flop down on my bed inside. I was a witch but I still needed money. I set my hesd sown on the pillow. To my surprise, I feel something underneath. I reach below to find bloody black bird feathers. “Zephyr!” I yelled, my voice ringing through the house. “How many times have I told you to stop eating black birds, dammit!” A grey wolf trots into t...

I trudged through the front door after an interminable day at the office, my limbs aching with exhaustion and my mind yearning for the oblivion of sleep. Collapsing onto my bed, I sought refuge from the world’s burdens, only to experience a dread that no fatigue could ever mask. As I sank into the pillow, an odd sensation beckoned my hand downward. With trembling fingers, I lifted the cushion—and ...

Prologue: The Ominous Find

It was one of those evenings when the weight of the world seemed to settle in every crevice of the dim apartment. After a long day of endless reports and dreary commutes, Alex shuffled up the creaking stairs. His body was heavy, mind cluttered from the mundane—a tired resignation to routine. But as he crossed the threshold into his bedroom, something felt askew. The fam...

Walking fast down the road is Ellie, a promising young artist who has just finished her night shift from her part-time job in the city. Her feet pace with time, taking her to the place where she needs to be half an hour ago.

There is so much cleaning to do at the workplace, so she stays late. Sweat drips on her forehead. She’s exhausted, but she can’t stop for anything to catch a breath.

Turnin...

What’s the hell

Oh Lord the smell

Dead bird in my bed

Under the pillow for my head

Is this a warning

Leave for the morning

Can’t stay in the house

Leave now scared as a mouse...

As I drive towards the intersection my head starts to hurt. As it is hurting I am unable to think correctly, nor can my initial thoughts be formed. Something had went through me as I past the intersection, I can’t quite put my finger on it, pinpointing it is quite the complication. Mainly due the fact that trying to solve a problem that was not real keeped on really tugging my head. So I just coun...

I always purred when I came home. Carla looked forward to our hug in the kitchen, as I threw my keys down and sighed after a long day at work. Milk factory. Hard ignoring all that cream throughout the day and not being able to taste it. Anyway, we purred together, Carla and I, and I sat at the table for dinner. Fish, like always. If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. I licked my paws and groomed my hea...

I was exhausted. All day long I had been running to the cafeteria to buy coffee, sweets, and snacks for the managers. It was what I had to do if I wanted to climb the corporate ladder. However, I had a slight suspicion—actually, a certainty—that my boss had decided to promote someone newer to the position I was aiming for. I tried to swallow my frustration, to think, “my opportunity will come soon...

Sun submerging into its cave with eyes drooping

As I encumbered by day’s end am now stooping.

Warmed over burrito with some gulps of liquid.

Hunched over like Igor to bedroom where my dreams hid.

Shed of frock, nightwear donned I peel off the cover,

But as I sat, I feel warm ooze and I hover

In between worlds to discover feathers from crow.

Reality drips away as to that world go.

Where drumming be...