Photo-Fiction #26

Writing prompts make for good practice or good fun…or both. This is another response to another photo prompt courtesy Random Michelle. Previous prompt responses can be found here https://jhohadli.wordpress.com/2016/02/05/photo-fiction-challenge-21-sad-clown and here https://jhohadli.wordpress.com/2016/01/20/photo-fiction-20-challenge-a-response and here https://jhohadli.wordpress.com/2015/04/14/pieces-of-the-past and then there’s this one here :

Clear

We call it the dead forest and keep clear. Tourist come here, go there. Don’t have no sense. Wha kinda willful smadee choose to go seek company with spirit? Not all spirit bad, mind. Spirit like people. Some good, some bad, some mischievous. Is dem last one you have to watch out for. But white people won’t take telling.

He go in there. Come out different.

Me cyaarn say fu sure but me feel sure ah na he come out.

All kinda thing in the dead forest. Path that lead everywhere and nowhere. Bark that blister you skin. Douen fu drive you crazy with e insistent cackling. Djabless looking man for fununu. And old people talk ‘bout portal that you don’t see til you buck up pon um. It swirl like water but solid like mirror and when you look in dey you see yourself, only is not you. Ah de other you. And the other you carry wha ever darkness you-you manage fu tamp down. When man bang he woman or smadee kill smadee, old people does wonder if a he self or the other he, the one that come through the mirror if you make mistake touch it.

Sensible people know fu avoid them tings dey. But tourist some time like dem a kunumunu. As if life na bring enough danger. Dem wan ride wave during hurricane, climb dung inna volcano. And study “the mysticism” of the dead forest.

Ah dem!

He go in, he come out. Same blue shirt. Same dark grey pant cut off at the knee. Only he foot them bare and dirty and he eye-an-dem na right. Dem still pretty, blue but them shifty and wild. And like me see a darkness round he. Me read dem things clear, and stay clear.

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Original prompt at Random Michelle: https://whatthehellisreal.wordpress.com/2016/02/25/photo-fiction-26/

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Can you tell his story in 300 words? Here’s the challenge.

Write a fictional piece of no more than 300 words. You pick your poison, poetry or story. Please don’t forget to, mention this post in yours, and link back here i.e. include a link to this post in your post on your blog, so we can check out your work. Happy writing guys, have fun, I look forward to reading what you all come up with.

Don’t have a blog but still want to submit a story? Do you have an interesting picture you would like to see our participants write on? Contact me at randomauthormich@gmail.com and submit. I look forward to hearing from you.

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3 thoughts on “Photo-Fiction #26

  1. Pingback: Photo-Fiction #26 | Random_Michelle

  2. Dude!!!!! Likke ting? Me coulda read a whole book pan dis!!! Boss, I can imagine a place like this, as a matter of fact I know a few places in Antigua bush that give that freaky feeling, the same one you got running up my spine. Me coulda read a whole book ah dis.

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