Stories and thoughts about being a queer girl geek in the 21st Century.
Pumpkin Spice
She smelt of pumpkin spice
and all things really nice
she was so good and sweet
her taste couldn’t be beat
she collapsed in my arms like a prop
as I drained her of every last drop
Joanne Fisher
This was written with the prompt Day 4 – Pumpkin Spice provided by Sammi Cox’s 13 Days of Samhain.
©️2020 Joanne Fisher
Spring
after the thunderstorm
silence hangs in the air
a bright sun reflects
off the damp concrete
*
Lost Love vol. 7
we don’t talk
anymore
I’m erased
out of your
life
there is
only silence
left between
us
*
Deckmaster
when I play the card
only silence from
the other players
they know the game
is over
*
Food!
after I walk
back into the
kitchen the
silence from
the microwave
suggests dinner
is ready
*
Oops!
upon switching on the
new particle accelerator
all matter was ripped apart
leaving silence & empty
void
*
Darkness
once the sounds
of gunshots fade
all that is left
are dead bodes
& a shocked
silence
Joanne Fisher
These were all written with the prompt silence provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #100. Word count was 16, though in some cases I didn’t include the prompt in the count which is in the rules.
I was at a loose end this afternoon so I sat in my bed listening to music and wrote these…
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