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Extra Special Bitterforeign policy a toxic blend of arrogance and betrayal <a href="https://indieauthors.social/tags/wss366" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#wss366</a>

Extra Special Bitterblended family jotting down the food allergies <a href="https://indieauthors.social/tags/wss366" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#wss366</a>

Extra Special Bittersurrounded by books I'm accused of being a collector <a href="https://indieauthors.social/tags/wss366" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#wss366</a>

Extra Special Bittercalling collect my Dad won't accept the charges <a href="https://indieauthors.social/tags/wss366" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#wss366</a>

Extra Special BitterWall Street futures a collapse of reason <a href="https://indieauthors.social/tags/wss366" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#wss366</a>

Extra Special Bitterebb tide the life I left behind <a href="https://indieauthors.social/tags/wss366" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#wss366</a>

Steven D. Brewer 🏳️‍⚧️I handed him a crumpled bill. He got out the penny change, but I graciously indicated the "take a penny, leave a penny" dish. He dropped it in with a sneer. Ten minutes after that, I sat under a palm tree watching the <a href="https://wandering.shop/tags/tide" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#tide</a> roll in. I took a swig and felt the warmth spread through me. (2/2) <a href="https://wandering.shop/tags/wss366" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#wss366</a>

tobadzistsini"A love potion, ya say?" The crone squinted her good eye. "Hain't <a href="https://bonequest.net/tags/brewed" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#brewed</a> one in a dog's year." Jack stared at his shoes, "Please? I'm so alone. I dun-" A stout bottle thumped upon the counter. "On the house!". She cackled. "May not be by my hand, but after one your confidence will go through the roof!" Lightning flashed and thunder rolled. Jack took a swig, "That's beer." The other five bottles rattled, "Keep a-drinkin', sonny! Soon you'll be bold enough to court Aphrodite herself!" <a href="https://bonequest.net/tags/wss366" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#wss366</a>

tobadzistsiniLightning crashed as rain battered the gray shutters. Old Eli peeked out at the night. Surf and seafoam shone blue from the lighthouse's glare. For November the rain felt warm. After stretching his hand through the door, into the tempest, the captain found his sleeve stained brown. His hand now redolent of flowers. "Chamomile." He whispered after he dared a taste. "Hyarr, I reckon that's why they say a storm is a-<a href="https://bonequest.net/tags/brewin" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#brewin</a>'." In the distance, a kettle whistled. <a href="https://bonequest.net/tags/wss366" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#wss366</a>

Extra Special Bitterdockside brewpub no one cares what we do for work <a href="https://indieauthors.social/tags/wss366" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#wss366</a>

Extra Special Bitterfermenting in a dark corner the homebrew and me <a href="https://indieauthors.social/tags/wss366" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#wss366</a>

Steven D. Brewer 🏳️‍⚧️Prince Philip sighed. Popo looked at him questioningly. "I despair that I will ever be able to convince you of my <a href="https://wandering.shop/tags/love" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#love</a>, Miss Popo," he said. "I don't understand," she laughed. "I am already convinced." "Then why won't you marry me?" "Those are two completely different things." (1/2) <a href="https://wandering.shop/tags/wss366" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#wss366</a>

Steven D. Brewer 🏳️‍⚧️Philip looked down, discouraged. "Do you think you think you'll ever be able to <a href="https://wandering.shop/tags/love" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#love</a> me?" "But I do!" she said. "You do?" "Yes, I do!" She thought for a moment. "I love you… like a hamster!" "Like a hamster!?" "Yes! But I'm not going to marry a hamster either." (2/2) <a href="https://wandering.shop/tags/wss366" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#wss366</a>

Extra Special Bitteryoung love two puppies biting each other's ears <a href="https://indieauthors.social/tags/wss366" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#wss366</a>

Extra Special Bitter15-love the tennis pro loses his concentration <a href="https://indieauthors.social/tags/wss366" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#wss366</a>

AsakiyumeYesterday's <a href="https://wandering.shop/tags/wss366" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#wss366</a> prompt word was hate, and today's is love! Now that's a word to welcome new participants with! Come one and all! Tag your poem, microfiction, musing with <a href="https://wandering.shop/tags/wss366" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#wss366</a> so we can find it, and jump on in!

taichara"Hey, Ku?"Surprised by the rough warble, the Six-Stitch's erstwhile owner stopped halfway to the kiosk's rear; blinked; and ambled back.Baran, still slumping at the counter? Not that odd. But with that look in his eyes ..."Something wrong?""You think I can love, Ku?"Oh. He leaned on the counter."What's love if it isn't covering that family's passage? Pulling extra shifts to get that vaccine moving? Donating cells? Tutoring? "You already love, Baran."<a href="https://turnipheap.loneknight.quest/tags/wss366" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#wss366</a> (love) <a href="https://turnipheap.loneknight.quest/tags/microfiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#microfiction</a>

tobadzistsiniHugo's mechanical ankle whined. His prospects for scavenging a new servo were slim. Fat Slinky sat at his feet. Along with a pale gadget bearing a single button. He hefted the cat. Slinky pressed his head against Hugo's stubbly jaw and earned a smooch. He looked at the device in his other hand, closed his eyes, and pressed the button. Again. 7/7 <a href="https://bonequest.net/tags/wss366" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#wss366</a>

tobadzistsiniHugo panicked. "No!" He backed away. "Where did you get him?" "February of '31. Why?" Familiar feline warmth filled his arms for a fleeting moment. He relived the loss of his foot in Nanjing to a drone. Bitter smoke billowed into the room then cleared. The corpse of a burnt metropolis glowed to the northeast. A pile of corpses smouldered in a nearby cul de sac. His stomach growled. Charred trees above him clawed at a moonless sky. 6/x <a href="https://bonequest.net/tags/wss366" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#wss366</a>

tobadzistsini"You're a hero, Hugo." A dark woman took his hand. "Welcome back." A nurse wheeled in a crate. Something inside yowled bloody murder. "You saved history." The nurse said as he pulled something fat and black out. Slinky. 5/x <a href="https://bonequest.net/tags/wss366" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#wss366</a>

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