PHOTO PROMPT © Anshu Bhojnagarwala \Snap, crackle, pop. The fire breathes a life of its own. A connection between two
Aww, my head hurts. What day is it? Blah, furry tongue, I need mouth wash. Shit man why is there
“Screw you guys, I’m going home.” Timmy pouted and stormed across the field. Never a good sport. The apple of
No one saw Amber again. Her car found on the side of a remote road, untouched. No sign of
Is it a bird, is it a plane? No, it’s an unidentified flying object. Let’s shoot the crap out of
Silence. Water smothered their surroundings. A faint silver line separated the blue coming from the sky and the rippled liquid
Ice covered the bench just as it tombed Sarah’s heart. As the seasons changed her husband suffered an agonising death.
Out of her dirty car window, she saw the house demolished. She waited for relief to hit her, making
The spinner of fate looked at her collection of threads; completed, wrapped around their reel. Life over. Such a shame.
Knock, knock. Hello God are you there? No? The knob isn’t warm. Must be safe to enter. A kid peers
Life in a tank is pretty funky. No predators only fish droppings to turn the gills green. Don’t swallow, you’ll