Ping

2 Aug 2021

Whatever

Do the angels override apathy and help shape the course of human history?

This numerology thing is cool, but thematically unrelated, but I lead with it anyway. If you add the first twenty even numbers, starting with two and ending with forty, the sum of those twenty numbers equals four hundred and twenty. Go ahead. Try it. Or n...

ladysharon

13 Oct 2018

Closing Time

A bartender and a photojournalist talk

“Excuse me. Is the bar still open?” I look up from cleaning to see an older male with an overly patched burlap messenger bag that has seen better days. I motion for the man to sit down at a table that doesn’t have its chairs upturned. “The bar is closed f...

Circle_Something

7 Oct 2018

How Many Potatoes?

Just a little absurd story.

Four hundred and twenty potatoes. A client asked me to take a picture of that on my Exacta 66 camera. I contemplated as I sipped my dirty martini. I do get a lot of absurd requests, but this takes the cake. Speaking of cake, let’s get baked. I forgot what...

magnificent1rascal

6 Oct 2018

Dream Vacation

Sipping dirty martinisWatching girls in bikinisAnd strumming on my Les PaulAlbert King ambles throughRiffs ‘I’ll Play the Blues for You’Man, I really got it allCHORUSIt’s a dream vacationNo place I’d rather beYeah, a dream vacationNot sure where I’m atBut...

Wordpusher715

29 Sep 2018

Of a Toke and a Time

Nostalgia offers a surprise sometimes

I lit the J between my lips and sucked its smoke deep into my fifty-year-old lungs. I held my breath and let it coat me inside. I sucked in more air to expand them further; to expose more tissue to the smoke. The deep recesses expand and then extract what...

Jimwillhavefun

24 Sep 2018

Silly Me

Who was I kidding?

Dirty Martini 420 Competition • No entry fee• All entries must be new, original work• One entry per person• Limit 420 words• Category must be Micro Fiction, Flash Fiction, Poetry or Songs• Tags must include the word 'whatever'• Submission must include the...

Survivor

23 Sep 2018

Interstate 420

Written while listening to Live Wire Blues Power

There is no Interstate called Four Twenty,No one can tell me how to go there, now.No entry ramps, no exits one might see,But, still, I dream I'll get there, anyhow. The neon sign still glows so bright, my friend,The penguins manning toll gates ask two bit...

rune

22 Sep 2018

420 Minutes

It was a whirlwind between us that ended too soon...

The first time I meet you in a guitar store, strumming a Gibson Les Paul guitar I know you are the man I should be scared to get closer. My eyes behind my digital camera focus on your face while you are listening to the sound of the guitar. A penguin tatt...