Until

Until

It's Quadrille Monday over at the dVerse Poets Pub. This week, our writing prompt is the word "abide." "Love will abide" — until it gets tired of waiting for never until it nearly starves from subsisting on scraps of attention so grudgingly thrown until it finally realizes that its been had and rips that heart [...]

Anhedonia*

Anhedonia*

It's Quadrille Monday over aat the dVerse Poets Pub. This week, it's The Happiness Project! *** They say it comes from within — happiness. Unless the within Is without. Where rainbows are gray music is lonely silence laughter is as unlikely as Chamicuro. Longing is non-existent when within is without love can't won't live in [...]

True Darkness

True Darkness

It's time for Fandango's Friday Flashback! How about you? Why don’t you reach back into your own archives and highlight a post that you wrote on this very date in a previous year? You can repost your Friday Flashback post on your blog and pingback to Fandango's origina post at https://fivedotoh.com/2020/10/16/fandangos-friday-flashback-october-16/ This week at Mindlovemisery's [...]

The Book of Samuel

There was pregnant pause fit for an ellipsis at the Plath Institute for the Punctuationally Perplexed. Apostrophes dangled in mid-air—like modifiers—pondering their functions. Were they in for possession, or did their presence suggest a multitude of charges? Commas found themselves scattered, unsure of where to go and how many of them were necessary. Meanwhile, the semi-colons, colons and em-dashes jockeyed for position in the awkward [...]

Monte

Monte

To Monte, it seemed as if they'd been walking for days. He wished they could stop for a snack & a drink of water, but apparently The Guy was on some sort of mission. Since they'd begun their journey he'd barely acknowledged Monte's existence. Ever since the motorized machine stopped moving and they started on their [...]

In Pursuit

Dagmar Bezhyumanka was a woman on a mission to flush out true love from its hiding place. She'd exhausted the traditional methods: blind dates, fix-ups, singles' bars, even hanging out in the produce section of the Jewel-Osco on Sunday mornings in hopes of snagging Mr. Right. No luck. Men in Chicago were more sophisticated than the dim [...]