Green Machine

PHOTO PROMPT © Ronda Del Boccio

 

“Bah,” they taunted. “Your resolutions never last.”

She stewed.

When her twin brothers showed up for their monthly siblings’-dinner, muscles and righteous bravado rippling under too-tight shirts, she knew what they were expecting: Frozen pizza or boxed mac-and-cheese. The usual Candace-can’t-cook stuff.

They sprawled on her couch and let her putter in the kitchen.

“When’s the pizza ready, Sis?” Brian called. “We’re starving.”

She smirked. He and Bobby lectured her alright, but she knew they secretly looked forward to their junkfood fix.

“Oh, no pizza,” she brought out the shot glasses. “Wheatgrass!”

 

For Friday Fictioneers, August 10, 2018

 

Make Gravity Weep

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Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein

 

Hold on to your hat

And the change in your pockets

They upended this house

From drawers to sockets.

You will see chairs on ceilings

Light fixtures on floors

Every room, nook, and cranny

Odder than one before.

Floating car in garage

Beds that won’t let you sleep

Basement’s legs in the sky

Will make gravity weep.

So come right on in

Come sideways and down

This whole silly house

Is a merry go clown.

Upsidedown House2 SmadarHalperinEpshtein

Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein

 

 

For Cee’s Odd Ball Photo Challenge