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The Missing Step
The Missing Step, #FridayFlash a short noir story in the style of Alan Moore Continue Reading The Missing Step
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Celeste is Best
So perhaps it’s not me, Perhaps it’s the universe that has brought me here to this dripping bench. Continue Reading Celeste is Best
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Chicken Limbo
I grin at how my swimming costume makes my body flatter. It squashes my breasts and enhances my pubic bone and for a second, just a second, I can believe ...
Al
Al was in a mood. His mother could tell by the way he clenched his old binky between his front teeth, rather than out of the side of his mouth. ...
Eulogy for the Unthinking Philosophers
A year is a long time to go without thinking. It sounds relaxing, and it was for a little while. But the longer I go without thinking, the less happy ...
Harm
It used to happen a lot. There’s one time I particularly remember, when we were living in Salford. The rain was coming down heavy, and I was waiting at the ...
Aiming High
‘There are other ways to swim,’ said Anna. She sighed. ‘I’m angry with myself, really. I don’t know why I didn’t…I guess we’ve both been a bit detached.’
Dolphins had hundreds ...
Chet Baker In Paris
The train appears in the distance. They stare at it. Willing it in. They scramble on, before some of the punters had even gotten off. Shameless! I let them go. ...
The Woman And The White Tower
To anyone who saw her she would have looked a strange sight, walking up the hillside alone, in her dress, high heels and matching fur coat and hat . But ...
The Ocean Will Eat Us All
Intellectually, Harrison hates the oil platforms that sit off the California coast, but something about them is beautiful. Of course, he’d never admit to that driving up the 101 at ...
Pigeon Squad
There’s a lot of pigeons down my way. Wood pigeons, with grey-blue backs and blue-pink breasts. Plump and sleek birds, a million miles away from their leprous-looking city cousins. In ...
She’s Waiting on the Doorstep Again
I’m trying to hold on to my dream, but my eyes are open. Something has woken me up. I listen closely and hear someone beneath my bedroom window. It’s her ...
The Deep End
What material traces did she leave behind? Precious little. That still surprises me for she was inordinately acquisitive. She couldn’t come to my apartment without leaving something behind, like a ...
Lady Macbeth
In the morning, it began: the torturous chess game to check whose heart was blackest. At breakfast she fed him blackberries – hand-picked – and mopped where the juice ran ...
Torn Apart
Who the fuck is playing Joy Division? thought the man, as he was herded into the back of a car. The seats gave a leathery groan. Tears tumbled from waterlogged ...
I Have a Gzhelian Age Heart in Me
I have a Gzhelian Age heart in me and it is shaped like the fossil of an ammonite and it has the words inscribed in it, everything is OK, everything ...
The Girl and the Coin
She was hardly okay. She needed someone to save her. Someone to take her away from this life. Someone to give her another one. Continue Reading The Girl ...
The Home Is Not The Heart
A nurse, carrying a tray of hot teas, halted, suddenly, upon entering the self-opening doors of the Home’s dementia ward as a woman in a wheelchair glided past her feet. ...
Blue Flashing Lights
I was 14 the first time the Excelsior Hotel burned down. The police arrested a man named Earl Maddox in Victoria Park not long after. Witnesses said that he was ...
Just Lookin’
Sam and Bobby were walking along the seafront when they saw the man, crouched over the rocks. He wore green boots and a long coat with big pockets. The boys ...