Friday Fictioneers: “Biggest Backyard”

Biggest Backyard

I’m listening for her chain-jingle on the wrong side of our fence. Moving through the dry bamboo reeds we use as swords, the trees running branch tips through my hair. I consider the ticks, droplets bobbing on the leaves, bouncing in the summer dank . I call for her but I only hear the birds, and cricket squeak, and my brother shouting her name through cupped hands. Offering treats. “Bone!” He sounds serious.

Someone’d left the gate open—a crack—and she’s gone. Like that.

(it was my brother)

The woods behind my house feel like the biggest backyard—like there’s maybe a fence to keep her in, but it’s somewhere on the other side of the world.


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15 Responses to Friday Fictioneers: “Biggest Backyard”

  1. yaralwrites says:

    nicely done and that is a happy dog out there exploring.
    here is mine

  2. Awwww, man. That one hits right at home — after I got over the ticks bouncing. Poor kids.

  3. Madison Woods says:

    I liked the stream of consciousness feel to that (maybe that’s not the right term, but whatever style you used, it worked well). It felt like summertime and to a kid and especially a kid with a great imagination, the backyard feels like a huge world.

    • Bill Carson says:

      thanks! yeah, i guess that’s as good a term to use as any. I’m finding these low-word-count challenges easier to deal with if I keep it “loose.” and more fun, too!

  4. Love the bouncing ticks. The image I mean. Don’t like ticks otherwise. I like the way that it was written, too. Well done. Mine’s here:

  5. Kwadwo says:

    Hopefully, the prodigal dog will return home.

    Here’s mine:

  6. JKBradley says:

    I am always most interested in the story being told. I can see a bounding dog, unfettered, following a raised nose and running like a deer. He will return when he gets hungry, that is when we all come home. Nicely done.

  7. Lora says:

    I would not want to be that brother…a spanking is overdue. However, I would be worried more about the bouncing ticks than the dog…they always return. Here’s mine:

  8. Hope the dog gets back safely.

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