PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz
Cathedral of Junk
‘Why do we have to go here?’
‘It’s on my list.’
‘Yeh, but why is it on your list? Rubbish as art? It’s weird.’
‘Forgotten things can become special in the right hands.’
‘You don’t need a tower of junk to tell you you’re special. Is that what this trip is about?’
Layla sighed. The car was too warm. She hadn’t achieved half of what she wanted to, and now she was rotting away from the inside. Cells mutated. Tom was going to take it bad. She hoped he could find some beauty in the world when she was gone.
The Cathedral of Junk is in the backyard of Vince Hannemann in Austin, Texas. He built it because he liked it and it has become a tourist attraction. Find out more about the Cathedral of Junk here.
This piece was written for the Friday Fictioneers hosted by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields – Addicted to Purple.
Each week a photo prompt is given and the challenge is write a flash fiction piece of no more than one hundred words.
Find other Friday Fictioneer stories here.