Martin knew it wasn’t normal. He’d neither seen nor heard of anyone else doing it, yet, he couldn’t help himself. The sexy skid-thump of the Huff Post hitting the driveway had him salivating. Martin especially savored the Classifieds: Ink-stained teeth, be damned!
This week's writing prompt at 3LineTales is the image below. Andy had been practicing for years and at this moment, he was living his dream. Finally, the seemingly endless hours of perfecting his swing had paid off. Andy achieved the goal of making his shadow look like a camel gazing backward at a manhole cover. [...]
The Daily Post The air is hot, dense, and toxic, I feel my lungs boiling then shriveling. The lace curtains my grandmother made sparkle and flash like fireflies, then disintegrate. A smoldering pillowcase Scorches the bedspread as the flames take over, buckling the door and wrinkling the walls. Everything is screaming.