“Language is wine upon the lips.” — Virginia Woolf
a small pour, please, in a crystal stem pull a fresh cork and decant – breathe it’s not about new but vintage unique not the bouquet only but the palate words sucked through the back teeth the challenge of tastes the first sip then clink clink clink togetherness
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Another response written as I was falling asleep. Seriously. When I awoke this piece ended with two and a half pages of “ddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd”!
* — Yeah, I know the title is probably nonsense in French. I’ve never learned French. If you call me bad names in French, I won’t be offended.
Justice Ranes was lost. Spelunking! he thought. He considered his predicament. “Lost in a fucking cave is what I call it.” His words bounced off rock walls pressing in. He picked a direction. His torch would hold an hour at best. The way seemed familiar.
A turn unremembered. Back track? Determination overcame reason. He pressed on.
Ahead shadows. Switching off his light he detected a faint glow. Stepping forward the light increased. At the mouth he stopped. The sought for entrance was instead a cavern. He was doomed.
Justice was undone by a fallacious bioluminescence lurking beyond the passage.
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A flash fiction challenge at The Carrot Ranch: A flash piece, 99 words (no less, no more — just like the tombstone in… um, Tombstone), where you use “the light at the end of the tunnel.” Without the cliché.
1 egg, large 1 cup sugar 1 cup cocoa ½ cup brandy 2 cups milk
Mix the egg and the sugar (it’s going to require a good egg to get through all this, sugar!). Beat well (we can beat this if we try!). Blend in cocoa (blending in will be of ultimate importance this year!). Begin heating the milk over low heat in a saucepan. (No snarky comment here; just heat the damned milk, okay?) Place the brandy in a glass (any kind of glass… really, you have a snifter? I didn’t think so.), drink to taste.
Keep stirring the milk in the pan.
Keep drinking the brandy.
Pour more brandy (it’s going to be a long year!).
Keep stirring the milk.
Either add the mixture to the milk… or just keep adding brandy.
I mean, you survived 2020 — you deserved to get faced.