Posts Tagged ‘Angry’

FFF Prompt Salt Flats  c2a9tales_from_the_motherland

Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for all her work and organization. You can visit her site and read through the other Flash Fiction postings at:

http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2014/09/17/19-september-2014/

For those who are new, Rochelle shares a photo prompt to which several #FridayFictioneers compose a 100-word flash of fiction. Come, listen and realize, you’re not the only one.

Here’s my contribution:

Take The Wheel

Johnathan squeezed his eyes closed and stomped the accelerator to the floor.

Sometimes the path was full of love and hugs and everyone wanted your attention and sometimes the love was shards of glass and the hugs left you gasping for your last breath and sometimes you just wanted to be alone, to make the hurt stop, at all cost, God just make it stop.

His fingers balanced the wheel, then one by one they slid. Johnathan awaited Him to take the wheel.

The engine screamed as the cylinders reached red. The radio shrieked.

The windshield exploded.

Johnathan was released.

jKb

FFF Prompt  parked

Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for all her work and organization. You can visit her site and read through the other Flash Fiction postings at:

http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2014/08/20/22-august-2014/

For those who are new, Rochelle shares a photo prompt to which several #FridayFictioneers compose a 100-word flash of fiction. Come, tell us your hopes and dreams.

Here’s my contribution:

Target Practice

Dale’s head rumbled like the five pin on the last frame when everything was on the line. And everything was on the line. Bank took the house and Cherri ran off with the kids and the dog while he was swapping oil filters at the shop. He knew she’d be gone, too. She’d become quiet and cold and hell if she hadn’t voted for this guy with his hope and change. Dale squinted off the shards of light coming through the windshield of his new living arrangement and eyed a bumper sticker. Just politics he thought and squeezed the trigger.

jKb

FFF Prompt Body Parts sean-fallon

Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for all her work and organization. You can visit her site and read through the other Flash Fiction Friday postings at:

http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2013/11/20/22-november-2013/

For those who are new, Rochelle shares a photo prompt to which several #FridayFictioneers compose a 100-word flash of fiction. Come, it only hurts a little.

Here’s my contribution:

Conquering the Divide

What begins the falling rock?

This, a question for the specialists and doctorates, those over-educated, arrogant drains stockpiling mountains of books and degrees and stinking of supercilious pretension. They impose their view of superiority, concoct supporting proofs, prop others like themselves upon pedestals, then celebrate their self-creation and self-preservation.

Can they not see what their actions portend?

Can they not understand the divide they profess to be striving to eradicate is of their own convenient fabrication?

Here the impetus, Thomas Ward the rock, and society the hill down which Ward tumbles. Collecting, dismembering, depositing, he toils to close the gap.

jKb