Suzie sat down in front of the laptop and placed the coffee in front of her, as a barrier between her and the keyboard. Through the window in front of her, sunlight streamed directly into her eyes, so she reached across the table and yanked the cord that lowered the blinds. After turning on her … Continue reading Kaleidoscope
Month: September 2020
Tear ‘Em Down
Mossop and Tiddler lay slumbering on their platform high up in the tree. The chorus of birds grew louder and the sun gently peaked through the canopy as the workman began arriving in their trucks and vans. They yawned and stretched as they looked down on the workman congregating around the diggers. In the middle … Continue reading Tear ‘Em Down
Gentleman Jack
Jack sat in his boxers on the bench of the laundrette, watching his clothes tumble in the industrial washing machine. As they sloshed around he picked up the packet of cigarettes from the side and tapped one out. Then after looking around for the lighter, turned back to the washing machine and sighed. As the … Continue reading Gentleman Jack
Perchance to Dream
It first happened on the 7:15 to Paddington. I was in a trance due to a severe lack of sleep; caused not by a rock n’ roll lifestyle, but years of engrained insomnia. As the rhythm of the train pulled me along through the city landscape, with the crowds of people and streams of cars, … Continue reading Perchance to Dream
The Storyteller
Sunlight flooded in through the floor to ceiling windows, picking out floating flecks of dust. Stacks of ragged books towered above him, blocking out the light and casting the paper into shadow. He looked up as the sun began to lower in the sky, thirty minutes, maybe 35 he mumbled. He scribbled furiously, the ink … Continue reading The Storyteller
Autumnal Promise
Thomas held on to the handle of the trolley as his mother steered it around the supermarket. Ghouls and skeletons hung from the ceiling and plastic spiders were stuck to the shelves. Their trolley was almost full with the usual groceries, plus packets of brightly coloured sweets and candied fruit. ‘Now?’ he pulled at his … Continue reading Autumnal Promise
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