Paradise Lost


One forkful then another, she slipped the succulent oozing chocolate past parting lips, licking them clean, as luscious dark decadence painted her tongue. More, she wanted more chunks of rich cathartic bliss to scoop then swallow, lifting, then plunging into a yearning mouth; her only focus, she was oblivious to everything else, including the potential hazard of too much wine combined with devil’s food cake.

Delicious savory bits slid down her throat, satisfying a need inside, unmatched by the lack of fulfillment capabilities of her throat. The chocolate coalesced in her esophagus, blocking the one escape route for her lungs; gasping, she reached for the glass on the table, swiping it, it toppled on its side. The wine spilled, as she clutched her throat, collapsing face first onto the plate of chocolate cake.


I’m participating in Lillie McFerrin’s weekly Five Sentence Fiction exercise. This week’s prompt – Paradise.


Ethereal Whispers


Lauren flying through stars

A sound flutters around me in a distant sort of way, a voice as ethereal as a whisper, speaks my name, “Sherri, Sherri.”

Strange…I’m the only one here in the dwindling afternoon, waiting for darkness to swallow sunlight…“Sherri, Sherri.”

Through the haze, shadows with human faces drift through a dimly lit room; my mother stands before them, behind her a mahogany box lays dripping with flowers. She blots an eye with a tissue. “Sherri, we miss you;” her voice shudders as she speaks my name, “Sherri, Sherri.”


I’m participating in Lillie McFerrin’s Five Sentence Fiction prompt. This week’s prompt – Whisper.


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