Weekend Writing Prompt #197 – Call

This is the last boarding call for all passengers to New York. It’s not a story, it’s just a sentence I really really want to hear again...

Weekend Writing Prompt #164 – Syzygy

It’s not just one country that failed, bad luck, an oversight. It all has to align together, like in a syzygy, and then you get one...

Kaleidoscope

His world was a shifting kaleidoscope. Bright and loud. Words never seemed to make sense. The pain in his chest burst. Then silence. In...