Rainy Morning
I’m writing this from my kitchen The time is ten thirty am, The lighting is dim in the den I guess I’ll scrape the dirty dish landscape Once I eat some cereal…
Butter
There were two packs of butter in the fridge, clearly labelled with black marker: John; Amy. “What’s this?” “What’s what?” he shouted from the living room…
Cinnamon Toast Crunch Commercial (Challenge)
This is LadyRay. She’s an author on Ficly. She has written stories such as “Desire” and “My Joy”, but can she see why kids love Cinnamon Toast Crunch…
Cousin Spot, this really is too much!
The only evidence was in the toaster. Wait. That’s not entirely true. The only evidence was also oozing out of the toaster and seemed to be increasing in…
Death By Toast?
She had gone through the house, gathered up everything that was his, and burned it. She wanted no memory of him. She went to a hypnotist to literally erase…
Toast at an unexpected breakfast
“Oh...” she murmured, coaxed out of sleep by the unfamiliar presence. “You’re still here?” “I am, aren’t I?” he replied, far more awake and aware than her…