As Cormac drew level with the entrance to the psychiatric hospital he slammed on the brake and almost head-butted the steering wheel. He opened the door and stumbled out of the car, smashing his elbow on the edge of the door and landing hard on his knees. ‘Fuck it’ he muttered as he got up … Continue reading Snow Angels – Pt 1.
Tag: minimalist prose
Something in the Water
Max picked up the box of toothpaste, threw it onto the supermarket floor, and stamped on it. The white paste erupted, splattering the deodorant and shower gel with white globules, ‘It’s the fluoride, man. It’s gonna kill ya’ he chuckled. Through the audio clamour of shoppers came a distinct and clear, ‘Clean up in aisle … Continue reading Something in the Water
Pieces
Leah lent back against the illuminated plastic billboard of the bus stop. The heat of the light made her shift around as Jason towered over her. Jason’s eyebrows were drawn in and his lips were thin, ‘I saw you together. I saw you. You can’t deny it’, he shouted. Leah pressed herself into the plastic … Continue reading Pieces
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
The Happy Carrot
Laura sat on her natural hemp cushion and admired her perfectly curated minimalist home; the accented colours and plants made for a tranquil and pleasing environment. More is less, was her mantra and she’d stripped back her possessions to only those things that made her happy. She was writing more, sleeping better, had more energy. … Continue reading The Happy Carrot
Pulling Teeth
It’s never easy pulling teeth, it’s certainly not like in them gangster films. For a start those roots really don’t wanna give, so when you combo that with trying to grip a tooth with pliers – it’s like threading a needle holding a jackhammer. Nope, it sure ain’t easy, and when ya couple that with … Continue reading Pulling Teeth
Sweetest Reason
I tell ya it’s the sweetest reason I’ve heard for a broken leg. Jimmy clean broke it in three places and it was painful as all hell, but he would’ve done it again in a heartbeat. Ya see Mary just loved music, anything, and everything - she lapped it up as fast as she could … Continue reading Sweetest Reason
Lucked Out
The candlelight gave the room a warm glow that belayed its cause. Mood had nothing to do with this antiquated form of illumination. One bet at a time, Joshua had slowly been testing his system - until the red letters flooded in, the water company cut him off, the electricity company sued him. The cupboards … Continue reading Lucked Out
