The Carrier

The Carrier

Tonight at the dVerse Poets Pub, we are celebrating the color Red. Sarahsouthwest is our host tonight. Yeah. Red. Red reminds me of you. That careless blur of candy-slut-red lipstick that tainted your white-on-white shirt. I got rid of the stain — but you failed to get rid of its carrier.   Crimson Red. Like [...]

Ode to Spring (in Alabama)

Ode to Spring (in Alabama)

Once again it's time for Chelsea Ann Owens' Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest. Our writing prompt is Springtime and my terrible poem is below. Springtime in the Dirty South don't last fer long Well hush my mouth!   Magnolia trees are the best part smell so fresh an' sweet ain't like Bubba-Jean's dirty feet.   Tiny [...]

The Will

The Will

This week at Friday Fictioneers, Rochelle Wiseoff-Fields has chosen the image above by Jeff Arnold as our writing prompt. When her Aunt Mia passed away, Cara was surprised to learn that she had been included in the will.  She’d seldom seen her aunt and didn’t feel as though she even knew her. When the box [...]