Writing Prompt

Betrayal is so odd

It’s always the ones you love the most

That do it to the point where you’re so hurt

A pain that takes over like

A knife went strait through your

Back and they pulled it strait back out

To make the pain unbearable...

The big hand on the clock reached twelve and, the door slammed open, casting a crimson light that felt like an entrance to some other world. I blinked my eyes open and shakily reached for my beer.

“That’s enough for you, ain’t it, Tori?”

I whipped my head around to see Adam staring at me, his piercing blue eyes reflecting a mix of curiosity and concern. “Tori?”

A toothpick dangled from the c...

“Would you like a glass of the Pinot?” Deena asked.

The attractive older couple continued talking. The server nodded and swerved back into the cocktail party.

“I’m ready to leave whenever you are Petra.”

“We just got here. We have to do a couple of circuits to pretend we care or I’ll never snag Wanda as a new board member. “

“ All right two laps then Murphy fade. “

Petra and Goodman linked...

En fin de compte

3 years after pt1

Therapist: so this is our final session how does that make you feel?

Me: “like I can finally be free”

I can understand that *smiles*

“It’s taken this long to feel my worth”

Has your ex-wife tried to contact you?

“No she hasn’t”

You both went through a lot to have peace, I am glad that there is no bad blood.

“I bear no grudge”

Don’t repeat the cycle Pete...

1

I go about my daily life as usual, going through the same routine. I eat breakfast, brush my hair and teeth, and start out the door for my morning walk. I yawn as I pass by the commercial district. Jerry, my neighbor, is about ten feet in front of me. I start to bring up my hand to wave, but he just walks on by. Rude, I think, I try not to let it get to me however, after all Jerry’s always been ...

The summer heat is unbearable, and the days are dragging by as Ariel sat at her desk and watched the sun finally set into the distance. Her mind reeling from nightmares of before when she was younger, and had been witness to a horrific crime , having her life threatened by the killer forced her into silence and forever changing the way this little girl will look at the world. She has spent years t...

Mark was an average Joe. He was in his mid-thirties living in Jonesboro, Arkansas. He never really got out much. He generally felt lonesomeness clawing at him. He worked at a small movie store, his pay wasn’t astounding, but it was an appreciable amount. His apartment was located in the “not so nice” part of town, which isn’t saying much, considering the town he lived in is extremely underprivileg...

You’re waiting in a classroom

For the lectures to begin

You’ve been there for thirteen hours

Pondering your sins

Tommy Lee he’s at the Big H

Scratching off a ticket

He ain’t been to school for weeks

He’s been busy with Bridget

Sammy’s driving doughnuts

In an old Manchester lot

The police they are after her

She’s minutes off from caught

And the holy dove sits in its cage

It’s waiting to be boug...

Exactly like clockwork, it’s every single Sunday. I can almost anticipate it now because it’s every Sunday. Like clockwork. Exact.

Why do I feel this way? I feel it in my body. In my mind. My body is in flight mode. My mind is a Bugatti, never quite finding the finish line.

It’s a weekly existential crisis and I’m both the interviewer and interviewee. Who? What? When? Where? Why? How?

The su...

Warmed by the midday sun, Mira paused in her herb gathering. Resting her basket beside her feet, she straightened and stretched her arms out as if loosening her back. The birdsong had ceased. In fact, there was very little movement in the small clearing and the surrounding forest, besides Issa who continued hunting for herbs.

‘Something is out there.’ Mira heard a very faint rustling as the wind ...