Walking down the hall, Jeremy could see the bathroom door open and the light on. Steam emanated out and he could see the mirror was fogged over. He strode down the hall, flung the bathroom window open and turned off the light. He walked back into the bedroom and mumbled something inaudible as he picked … Continue reading Steamed
Month: June 2020
Sunday Match
Jono went in hard with a two footed challenge that sent Eddie sprawling to the floor. He smashed his head on the turf as the studs on Jono’s boots opened up a gash on his leg. Eddie cried in pain as he clutched his bleeding leg, ‘sorry, mate’ Jono said as he walked away. His … Continue reading Sunday Match
Spokes
Laying on their side just off the path, the bicycles rested on the warm earth; the wheels gently spun in the light breeze. The once well trodden path, was now barely visible through the encroaching weeds. Through the trees laughter could be heard, distant but unmissable; a sound that had not graced the woods since … Continue reading Spokes
Small Spaces
Bill checked his rota and with a sigh he got into his van and drove off towards the old warehouse district. He’d read in the paper that gentrification was supposed to turn the area into a hotspot of desirability, but as he pulled up to his first job of the day, he wished someone had … Continue reading Small Spaces
Terminal
The waves buffeted the ferry causing it to pitch and yaw under the dark grey clouds. Henry clutched the brown leather satchel to his chest and took slow deep breaths as nausea swept over him. Lucy lay with her head in his lap, her purple hair in contrast to his beige chinos. How do you … Continue reading Terminal
Atlas shrugged.
Punished by the mighty Zeus, Atlas strode through the coldness of space, carrying us through time on his shoulders. Labouring under the weight, he bore us past planets and moons in orbit. Comets struck his body, disfiguring his skin with pock marks, his body covered in the dirt of the universe. Circling the Sun, half … Continue reading Atlas shrugged.
Stan
Cathy leant against the frame of the open window ‘Have you made bread? Make bread,’ she ordered. A wisp of smoke from her cigerette drifted away through the window. Stan shuffled forward from the corner and carefully took out the ingredients from the cupboards, laying them out on the work surface by the bread maker. … Continue reading Stan
Them Weeds
Benjamin swung the scythe through the jungle of weeds that had seemed to appear overnight. He smiled as he mentally congratulated himself on a job well done with sharpening the edge. It sliced through the flora with ease and soon he’d have eliminated the encroaching weeds. As he swept through a particularly egregious clump, … Continue reading Them Weeds
Laugh or Cry
Shitz and Gigglez - The Adult Clowns turned up to the party in their battered and rusty station wagon. It’d taken them over an hour to drive up the winding road and they were pissed. As they pulled into the drive, they saw the distinctive matte black van of their arch nemeses, Spliffz and Stonez … Continue reading Laugh or Cry
The Passenger
Mazzy rushed towards the closing doors and threw herself at the gap, her plastic bag full of clothes barely making it through. She put her hands on her knees and bent over trying to steady her breath. The train began to leave the station and she stood up and leant back against the cold glass … Continue reading The Passenger
