As the light faded slowly

Ever so tenderly and with devoted reverence, Neeraj approached his beloved Aarav and pet his friend's face, as the light slowly faded from the ancient, gentle elephant's luminous golden eyes. This piece of flash fiction was written in response to: The Sunday Muse #208;Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #257

Fields, or: Dreams

Poetry Partners #48 A senryū by Beka Tucker of 'bekatucker' Greyhound, sleek and fast. Sleep on my couch, safe and home. Adopted and ours. Beka Tucker: https://bekatucker.com/ A Cleave poem by ben Alexander of ‘The Skeptic’s Kaddish’ (in the form of two senryū) greyhound, sleek and fast, delicate Bella,sleep on my couch, safe and home,running… Continue reading Fields, or: Dreams

Could you water the roses for me

The weathered old man sauntered slowly, painfully, as the kitten peered through the cracked window. He pushed open the rickety door, approaching the creature with a wry grin. "I'm dying, Sparky; I can tell... So goes the last human!" ... "I wonder… Could you water the roses after I'm gone, little friend?" Photo by Josephine This… Continue reading Could you water the roses for me

Eaten up with guilt, or: Gusto

A triolet Hey! Are you even listening to me? How on earth do I get through to you? I wonder ~ though you wag eagerly... Hey! Are you even listening to me? No! Get your big head off of my knee! Max, damn it! Did you eat my shoe? Hey! Are you even listening to… Continue reading Eaten up with guilt, or: Gusto