Prompt 18

Begin a free write with "We weren't going for 'lush,' you know."

Prompt 17

Write about dropping yourself face first.

"Untitled" by Anonymous

Gears grinding and biting, chewing up the innards of slow-moving massive robot tanks. Metal plates looping 'round and 'round, flattening ground and leaving indents, giant jacuzzi-sized indents. "Enough room for you and all your buddies! The best beer on tap, the best sports on the big screens!" Terraforming the soil of another planet, making this one livable for destructive, insane cowards and crinklers of cash. "All hail the power bill! Looks like a peso, spends like a dollar!" Hard and shiny teeth, tearing tangles of vines, devouring anthills the size of Kilimanjaro, mashing organic matter into potato pancakes. Tasty potato pancakes. The appetite of an overactive violent mind can consume whole planets per day.

Prompt 16

Write about a mechanical feast.

Prompt 15

Write about that silly bird over there.

Prompt 14

Write about graffiti.

"An Apple" by Sean O'Grady

Apples are apples. An apple is an apple. American some say but where are they from?

Adam and Eve ate an apple but really they made love. Apples, haha. That would be funny to use as a code word for sex. "Honey, I have an apple for you."

Green apples are nice and sour, red apples are sweet. The combination is what I'm about. Get that red green combo apple and you have the best of both. Gala baby. Gimme dat Gala apple.

They are good for you too. But like anything too much is too much. I used to lounge in my gram gram's backyard eating apples off her tree. My moms would come out and say I should be careful not to eat too much. I never remember eating too much.

Some things in my life I've had too much off. Once I got out of high school and had my own place I definitely over did all breakfast cereals. I have over done chocolate chip cookie dough (remember the cookie dough tubes?). I have over done black licorice (natural laxative, who knew?). Have over done Ramen, pizza, all mexican food, ALSO taco bell, chicken tenders, corn dogs, and blue berries.

Things that I have yet to over do: includes apples, gushers, and Martinelli's Sparking Apple Juice.

Thanks for the inspiration Missile Notes. I now crave an apple.

"Skyreader" by Will Lewis

I threw the apple at his head.
"C'mon man! We have to get going!"
"All right, all right. God, ya didn't have to plug me with a core like that!"
I could tell he was irritated, but I didn't care - whatever it takes to get Christopher off of his damn cloud watching high is good enough for me. We were going to be late to the fair!
"All right, I've got the last one," he said. "It's a castle trellace... gatey... thing... See?"
He showed me a drawing of said element of a castle and I looked up myself to confirm.
"Yeah, you're right!"
To be honest, I usually didn't agree with most of the things Christopher saw in the clouds. He'd see a mushroom while I'd see a missile, he'd see a dragon while I'd see a horse, and he'd see a cluster of berries while I'd see a damned cloud. And these were pretty easily arguable, in my opinion. But this one was right on. Whatever wooden castle garden structure we should've called it, it was still floating in the sky above us, looking as if vines provided by another cloud were about to begin caressing it. Perfect.
"Man... this really is spot on... But we have to go!"
"Agh, I know. Let me put away my sketchbook."
"Might as well put away that hopeless romance while you're at it."
Christopher looked at me with a grin and then proceeded to protect his sketchbook within his backpack. We started walking towards the dirt path which would take us into town, therefore to the fair.
As we walked down the trail, I noticed that it was the prime time of day for cicadas to be out and about, scuttling in our faces with their wings, rocketing two and fro between tall blades of grass.
"Have you ever seen a cicada in the clouds before?" I asked.
"Nah, but I saw a definite grasshopper once."
"How can you tell the difference between a cicada and a grasshopper in the clouds?"
"You just know. I mean, try spending hours a day looking up at the sky for a few weeks and then tell me how it's NOT possible to tell the difference."
"Yeah, well, I gu

Prompt 13

Write about an apple.

Prompt 12

Begin a free write with "And it wasn't until that day that I knew."