WritingPrompts

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[WP] Day 413: the dolphins have taken London…	26
[RF] “How do you expect to hunt with no gun?” “I’m not here to kill. I’m here to make contact.”	14
[WP] you’re perusing an old picture album when you decide to remove a photo depicting a nostalgic childhood scene. The moment you remove it, you lose all recollection of those moments…	14
[WP] You enter the sporadically decorated vehicle of an Uber driver, photos, magazine snippets, detailing, and obscure trinkets covering the interior. You’re perplexed but not enough to reject the service. As the ride progresses, however, the decorations and conversation reveal darker hues.	12
[WP] There is a massive air pocket that travels along the ocean floor...	12
[WP] It’s stuck there, on their face, as if pinned on a bulletin board by a shaky pair of hands. That expression, that momentary slip, that involuntary wriggling of the muscles that spells “I am other,” that transmits “you are apart”	10
[WP] There was a carpenter who specialized in elaborate furniture. There is one client, anonymous, whose orders always have that certain flair and attention to detail the carpenter deeply appreciates. Then…	10
[WP] An old man and an old woman, each on their last leg, live on opposite sides of a lake. At night, when the world goes still, they contemplate the waters and the memories it holds. One day, each enthralled by a lifetime, they find each other, and weave their worlds together.	9
[WP] That haggard man in the subway, he writes poetry on the walls, the most potent of prose. The train lights illuminate his frayed clothing, which flutter with the airstreams of the screaming passenger cars…	8
[WP] “Not gonna lie, the shrine’s a bit much, but I appreciate the effort.”	8

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