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...

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...

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...

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...

Regret

The grown children greeted him cordially, curiously; a long-lost relative come to pay respects to their father, the family resemblance unmistakeable – a familiar stranger. The widow paled and reached for the photo frame perched on the coffin. Every detail was the same: the...

Odyssey

I am an observer now, eyes gradually adjusting to the shockwave as moving images coalesce. A spaceman lost in time, alone in a bedroom somewhere at the furthest edge of endless space. Defying logic, yet here I am. I sense the flickering light vibrations...

Afterlife

Languid sunlight oozed like honey through stained glass panels, coating the hallway, preserving lives in amber. An oak-mounted barometer, fascinating, useless. A grandfather clock, pendulum still swinging when all other life had ceased. A painting: old troubled skies over a churning sea, one small...

Itch

She admired her new tattoo: a black wolf, fangs bared, eyes blood red. “It’ll itch,” he said. His tattoos were all predators, bloody-jawed after the hunt. She woke that night with an itch in her arm that practically burned but when she looked at...

Dearest

The scars deforming me don’t show, but I feel them, encasing my soul. Each night hatred, revulsion, regret, battles fear, need, love. I watch out of uncurtained windows as night scurries into cracks and crevices. Constant nausea slims my frame, my clothes hang loose,...

Landscapes

My grandmother was a truly gifted oil painter, exceptional. She took a necessary day job to pay the rent and purchase supplies. From her notebooks, I learned to pool saliva on my tongue, wet the bristles, then pull it out from between pursed lips...

Thousand

From the shop window, it speaks to me: love and loss, beauty and despair, all caught on a single canvas. A bell jangles as I walk in. “How much for the painting in the window?” I ask. The shopkeeper smiles. “It’s worth what every...

Understudies

Carol’s husband left her for a hairdresser just before her daughter went to camp. “I’m okay,” Carol told May. “I’m fine. Go have fun.” But when May looked out the bus window, her mother was shaking. The camp’s rec room has a box of...

Tuscany

Light flashed on his ruby ring. You make me look handsome, he laughed. I can see why you’re the talk of Florence. Yes, I’d like another portrait. My new young wife.  The new young wife was shy and obedient. She would meet him in...

Snapped

I look at this photo of my soul. It’s blurry, shades of bitterness, anger and disappointment swirl like a vortex. My light no longer shines. I am no one to nobody. I have nothing. I am nothing. The bullet sits there, mocking me, my...

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