Talespeople presents The Screaming Shorts, partnered with Daily Star Books and Star Literature
“Rapture’s coming, son. We best be happy when we embrace the Lord,” was all I heard him say as he pushed a needle into my arm.
My mother took me on her horse and started to ride south. I clutched my bleeding arm, the pain snapping me fully awake.
Each submission, whether poem or prose, was limited to 250 words, and the first team to complete all the prompts would be crowned the winning house.
For a wistful moment, he was born to me. Eyes closed and never to open.
The top selections in poetry, flash fiction and artwork for Day 29 of the Sehri Tales challenge; prompt: Curtains