 I dreamed of my father and black widow spiders. In the dream, his bathroom was filled with funnel-webs hidden behind mirrors and pictures. Black orbs topped with red hourglasses ready to pounce. I squished one between two fingers, then the dream shifted and we were eating tuna sandwiches in a diner. Lisa H. Owens Inspired by an Inner Circle Writers' Flash Fiction Friday November 19, 2021
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 It felt weird without support; but jogging never felt better—without the girls swinging to and fro, weighing her down. Gravity wasn't a friend of the postmenopausal female. It really was the only good thing to come out of her battle with breast cancer. She'd cancel reconstruction surgery tomorrow and train for that marathon. Lisa H. Owens Inspired by a November 2021 - Press 53-Word Theme Prompt Pillows have come a long way. You can find pillows of down, feather, memory foam, Poly-Fil, buckwheat hull, microbead, wool, and much else. Some hotels have pillow menus for discerning sleepers. Not bad for a device that got its start, in part, by keeping bugs out of our hair, mouths, noses, and ears. Write a 53-word story about support. "...then there was that three-year period we lived in THE MOTEL. Daddy had to carry a baseball bat to fight off rats when he checked-in potential murderers at night, Mama." "You only remember the bad things and you remember them wrong. Remember, you got free Zero Bars from the lobby's snack-bin." Lisa H. Owens Inspired by an Inner Circle Writers 50-Word Flash Fiction Friday October 5, 2021 |