A Stomach’s Revenge

Here’s the link for the story with indented first lines and all that formatting jazz if you want it. Dialogue reads better that way I think. Now let’s begin… A Stomach’s Revenge It all happened in a thunderclap. Skyscrapers toppled, smashing into other skyscrapers...

The Mettle of Life

Shutting off the television after another Stranger Things binge-watching session, she couldn’t help but feel nostalgic. Not for the terrifying, family destroying monsters portrayed. And indeed not the fashion. Bright geometric patterns and splatter paint? Good heavens, what were we thinking in the 80s?...

Salad Anyone?

‘The human body is 90% water, so basically we are just cucumbers with anxiety.’ Mine? I wish. It’s just the sort of thing I’d say, though. Like the startling thoughts and ideas that just come out all of their own accord, surprising even you?...

SPF

We lie around the pool, melting, burning, toasting, marinating. Nobody speaks, except for one woman berating her husband for not using sunscreen. Later the waiter tells us they’ve been coming to this same hotel for twenty years. Well, twenty-three if you count the years...

End Times

“God, not Apophis again,” Eddie said. He set the tray in the middle of the table. “‘fraid so,” Kathy sighed. “They started up as soon as you left. All the bars in town and we choose the space nerds hangout.” “I beg your pardon,”...

Sheapard’s Church

We wandered down the avenues of leaning stone, where whispered prayers floated up to the heavens. Where vanished souls of yesterday stood in heavy silence. Now the empty graveyard speaks in hollow tones, inhabited only by a ghostly wind or the beleaguered cry of...

Guy Time

Four, five times a year, Dad and I went on fishing trips. “Guy time,” he told my mother. There was more than fishing. At both motels and campgrounds, Dad often found female companions. I slept in the bathtub or truck. I disliked stabbing worms...

Another Cup of Tea

“I’m in a fowl mood,” Bryan said as he returned to the table in the all-you-can-eat Chinese buffet with his plate filled with an assortment of chicken prepared in a variety of ways ranging from fried wings to Chinese chicken and broccoli. Linda laughed...

Not So Wilde

‘Once more onto the beach dear friends, the waves of hopelessness gently lapping on the shores of despair.’ Oscar said staring at the screen. ‘You’re dramatic today. What’s up?’ Jane asked ‘Job hunting.’ he sighed. ‘Widen you’re search parameters.’ Jane said looking over Oscar’s...

Quest

“Are you going to die soon?” “Yes, I guess.” “Will you take me with you?” “Can’t do that.” “Why not?” “I just can’t.” ​ He was in search of true love. His search wasn’t easy. He searched everywhere but never realised how close his...

A Mother Knows

Diandra advances down the hallway with purpose, eyes fixed forward as heels strike vinyl. On this day, she wants to announce her arrival. Cause a disturbance. Be difficult. The role of single mom has worn down her resolve; countless meetings flowered with polite smile...

Jordy

Jordy was the man of the house because his father was a drunk. He was the first college graduate of the family. His mother fussed over him and said he was special. Soon he discovered that there were people smarter, better looking, and in...

A Star is Born

‘Do you think her bum looks big in this?’ ‘The mother says it’s her nappy.’ ‘Can we take it off?’ ‘Not without risk.’ ‘And what about those chubby wrists?’ ‘All the kids seemed to have them. She was probably the best.’ ‘The pot belly?...

Struggle

It was now or never, she told herself. The pair of them lay on the bed together, and if she was ever going to sort out their relationship, she could delay no longer. Hesitantly, she reached across. They launched into a violent struggle. Although...

Reflection

I know it’s been a while since we were at school but she’s aged…really aged. There’s more than a few wrinkles on her face, and her hair…it looks like a bird’s nest. A far cry from those cute pigtails she used to have. And...

Travelling To Isfahan

These days visitors were few. The slim guidebook mentioned the Palace of the Red Emperors, famed once, but felled by an earthquake and never rebuilt; also the market, where travellers of discernment might purchase items from ages lost; a broken radio, wrist clocks, a...

The Face in the Window

The digital clock on the nightstand next to my bed was blinking 12:04 AM when it first happened. I woke up surrounded in darkness, drowning in panic. Rational thought left my brain, and instinct was in command. My only reaction was gasping for air...

Evening

Evening. I lie in bed, absorbing the hum of the fan. Shadows spill through, lavender and pink cheer bathing me. For this moment, I put aside father’s lectures, bad son, too artistic, not living in the real world. Darkness deepens. For a moment, I...

ANGELS SING

Shortly after she turned 70, Celeste discovered that she was suddenly, remarkably, no longer allergic to cats. “This happens,” her allergist said without resentment or skepticism. “We can’t explain it. Probably has some relation to a change in hormones.” Her husband had been a...

The Hood Rat

The cliff face rises shear above the old skeleton. A tidal wave hewn in ancient granite, it crests high above the smoke that bleeds a bitter mist from the ruined city. A thin wisp that sweeps out upon the great lake that fans out...

Heirloom

Amazing what you can find in a charity shop for 99p. Ignored priceless editions and well thumbed paperbacks. Today’s find, a book of fairy tales, full of magical adventures and far away kingdoms. A family history scribbled on the inside cover, a gift from...

No Need to Conceal

Tuesday night, post-shift beer in hand, prodding my phone with the other thumb to see what Alanna’s up to. Looking up, I see I’ve emerged from phone fog in time to take the shortcut I usually miss. The cut-through runs behind some empty shops....

Dirty Dancing

They danced until midnight. She kissed him full of hunger. Her chaperone watched from afar. “I have to go,” she said. He walked her to the car. “Who are you?” Dave whispered into the neon. “Where did you come from?” He watched the lights...

Feelings

The English teacher stood before the class. She needed to regroup before they were lost to her completely. A colleague’s sudden illness had brought her out of semi-retirement. “Silent reading. 15 minutes,” she barked. Audible grumbles slowly dissipated into the longed-for silence. 15 minutes...

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