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Category: The Suicides

I’ve written dozens of flash fiction pieces in response to both yeahwrite.me weekly prompts, and the now-defunct wordpress.com daily prompts, all themed around that ultimate question: is life worthwhile? I’ve titled these pieces The Suicides, and intend to eventually put them into an anthology.

Free Will - https://pixabay.com/en/doors-choices-choose-open-decision-1767563/

Free Will — The Suicides, #82

Every form of biology is driven by a Darwinian sort of algorithm that: Enables an organism to survive its environment,

Cupid - https://www.pexels.com/photo/statue-church-amor-cupid-4339/

Cupid Pays the Debt — The Suicides, #81

Cupid ‘s arrow struck a vein: a token-Prozac stimulant to heartache and pain. Death’s defining moment is the moment it

Love or Hate - https://pixabay.com/en/fantasy-human-mysticism-mystical-2964231/

In Love or Hate — The Suicides, #80

In love or hate, what difference does it make? My loved ones will be inspired to become slaves unto the

Waiting - https://pixabay.com/en/fantasy-spirit-nightmare-dream-2847724/

Waiting — The Suicides, #79

Keep your head still. Look forward, into the distance. Or, just look at the ground. Ignore it, or pay attention

Castled - https://www.pexels.com/photo/black-and-white-chess-chess-piece-figurine-411195/

Castled — The Suicides, #78

My blood will cover: The carpet. The couch. Part of the window sill. Those curtains, not these. I’ll die, here,

Poem - https://pixabay.com/en/stationery-canvas-image-paper-670874/

A Poem — The Suicides, #77

With my father’s entry into the grave, my inheritance he gave: a mansion full of things literary: fiction, prose and

Tenderness - https://www.pexels.com/photo/nature-flower-roses-pink-87407/

Tenderness and Roses — The Suicides, #76

This will hurt me worse than you he thought, before he buried himself inside. Blood-stained bed sheets became the tell-tale

World Stopped Turning - World Stopped Turning - https://www.pexels.com/photo/architecture-buildings-city-fog-373965/

When the World Stopped Turning — The Suicides, #75

Where was I when the world stopped turning? Police sirens spun as they wailed their own noise-symphony dirge. An antique

It — The Suicides, #74

  Inspired by the Daily Post: https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/pens-and-pencils/

You and Me Too, Sister — The Suicides, #73

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Image Search.”