Writing Prompt #7
I watched the dawning of creation, and frankly it was…
I can remember everything in the most precise details. But I can’t remember what she looked like.
I watched the dawning of creation, and frankly it was…
I can remember everything in the most precise details. But I can’t remember what she looked like.
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Did David definitely dance down Devon, dear?
If you don’t do this, I will…
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‘By George, I have it’ cried Henry as he took a mouthful of the strange meaty concoction that had been stewing for the last fourteen hours on Kevin’s stove.
“I can fix the world with one bullet, here’s how…”
You put the lime in the coconut…
“It wasn’t me!” I said, although it was a lie.
Where was Wendy when we were water-skiing?
Beneath the waters is where I would go if I wanted to escape mankind.
I laugh at myself, apparently, the older me has regained a sense of humour that I seem to have lost.
Calmly, Claire closed the cover. Chapter-after-chapter of choice violence haunted her without a scar.
The warning bell sounds. The last day for humankind on earth is finally here. I suddenly shocked myself to life as the earth around me died.
1.The brick forest was crumbling before their very eyes…
2.Tennessee told Terry to totally tear the thing…
From field to mouth we thoughtlessly consume. Everything arrives at us pre-packed and in infinite supply. This disposable cornucopia is ours to waste. Yet, what goes into the food we eat?
There we were; I didn’t know what to make. I was at arm’s length and so were you. We both played a game of distance. Separated by awkwardness but united by a desire to connect but not attach.
The warning bell sounds. The last day for humankind on earth is finally here. And as the alarming scream of a dying planet intensifies, smothering the groans of those who would greedily scoff in the face of reason; no lessons will ever be learnt. If we had the chance we’d do it all again.
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My life has become an algorithm. A predictable spreadsheet of formulaic transactions that signify nothing. I code and I code and I help technology flourish. I drive the future, but not the present. Not my present. Zeros and ones are not heartbeats.
1.The warning bell sounds. The last day for humankind on earth is finally here.
2.You don’t fool me. I made you.
He was crying. Ruining the hard work of men in the forevers of history who have stood proud without shedding a tear.