Based off a news story from 06-06-06
The boys defaced Holy Hill with their cans of red spraypaint. As they put the finishing touches on their final message, "Satin Lives,” the two walked away.
“Smooth move,” the onlookers thought. They definitely should have been in class.
The Censor
Early on, he’d realized ways to shape society…and made a career out of it.
In his mind, he was back in kindergarten causally flipping over the pencil, taking the Ticonderoga #2’s eraser to the two men standing side by side. Making them…one.
#twist#nanofiction
Political Wolf
He huffed and he puffed but could not blow the house down. It must be something! Yes! Those pigs had given him asthma! He was poisoned!
Manically recycling the conspiracy into new forms each day, he could not realize the sheer masonry genuis of the pigs house.
@elonmusk Politician
He huffed and he puffed but could not blow the house down. It must be something…yes…those pigs had given him asthma! They’d poisoned his food!
Manically recycling the idea into new forms each day, he could not realize the sheer masonry genuis he wanted to topple.
Flowers
They were an army, recruiting bees and butterflies through sheer numbers, colorful propaganda.
The war was on as the storm brewed on the horizon, ominously foreshadowing the end of days.
#nanofiction#nature#truth
Siren
The call, a gloriously deep sadness he had to answer. Pour another. Another.
Every night…his boat in danger from the vicious attacks on his soul. Madness from the vocality of the beast; slipping ever further into the maw of the myth each night.
Desperate for a hero.
Hitchhiker
When evening pulls over, I’ll hitch on a star. Got my life on my shoulders, not a thing left to say, ‘cept “If you want redemption…find your own way.”
“Prisoner” - Version 2
Hitler had swept through Europe with his Fascist regime, imprisoning all Jews in his concentration camps.
One young girl looked out at the tortured but living plants in the prison yard and asked her mother, “Was she a weed?”
#flashfiction#nanofiction
"Prisoner" - Version 1
He’d lived ugly, corrupting the human landscape. Looking at the sprawling jail yard he anxiously asked himself, “Was he a weed?”
#crime#flashfiction#nanofiction
"Hometown, USA"
Nearing their end, it occurred to Bill and May that they had never really left the porch.
They’d always found such comfort in what they knew, and they were willing to die for it.
#america#nanofiction
“Anglerfish”
The light was so attractive and her prey had never seen anything so beautiful deep in the sea. They swam dutifully forward, spellbound,until her jagged maw closed the heavens.
#anglerfish#realistic#fiction#nano