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Photo Credit @ Fatima Falkier Deria Nothing Quite As Sweet By T. Delaplain She worried a dried fleck of white from the lilac tulle; nothing quite as sweet as wedding frosting or bridesmaid’s couture. Still wet from the kisses and caresses hidden beneath yards of satin and tulle she ached for their reunion. How long... Continue Reading →
Photo inspiration from Doug MacIIroy The Last Song By T. Delaplain The noose tightened and her singing fell silent. The gilded cage tarnished under years of demands and obedience. He was a wise one, no marks were ever seen on her beautiful body, her soul however kept the tally. The last song, the last punishment,... Continue Reading →
Photo credit by Sarah Potter Scrape Off The Day: The Unwritten Rules for Women Medical Students. by T. Delaplain, MD Always be more than prepared; know the common, the obscure, the zebras and the pearls. Don't be wrong; that's a luxury. Never flinch or duck; your male colleague will always see it. Blend in but stand out.... Continue Reading →
Photo prompt @Dale Rogerson A second story for Friday Fictioneers especially for DR. I know he's out there. Changing the Chorus by T. Delaplain Regardless of the tempo or cadence, the chorus remained the same, "I'm not ready." Their coffee dates and long lunches were punctuated by stiff hugs and brief stolen kisses; neither knowing... Continue Reading →
Photo credit: Janet Webb Glass Houses By T. Delaplain Helen's world was shrink wrapped, the glass house he provided kept her well contained. "A safe haven", he had promised at the altar. What once felt manageable was now stifling. Her life had become so small that she could feel the glass above, beside and beneath... Continue Reading →
Bless me Fictioneeers, it's been two months since my last flash fiction. *sigh* I have been in Internet hell. I've had more trouble getting Internet in rural California than I did in rural Mexico. Huh? Other excuses worth mentioning: I'm basically an angst driven writer and I'm too chillaxed living at the lake house. It's... Continue Reading →
Photo credit @ Sandra Crook from her travels down the French waterways. A Sequel for Mr. Edwards by T. Delaplain It had been Mr. Edwards idea to help Renee write "his" sequel from the quant château in Provence. In fact the sequel had been entirely his idea. The promise had been extorted from her during... Continue Reading →
Photo Credit @Liz Young A Mother's Reward by T. Delaplain Seven lay resting: too early, too late, born still, the measles, poisoned blood. Those that God left, the Great War took away. Wandering through the stones and crosses stepping over a fresh mound of turned soil through a haze of lilies, she offered praise and... Continue Reading →
Photo credit @JellicoStation Paper Days By T. Delaplain You folded the fuselage into a triangle then tightened the binder paper into a nose. You licked a finger and raised it to the sky; a northern breeze, good visibility. Precise dirt smudged creases, torn into perfect straight lines, you fashioned the wings to maximize lift. "A... Continue Reading →
Pegman has taken us to Mars today and has stumbled upon an art enclave. Apparently there is life on the Red Planet and she's a voracious artist. If you want to take an intergalactic journey with us come along and create your own flash fiction, just don't leave the mother ship. What Pegman Saw. Photo... Continue Reading →
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