The Dyson sphere rotated slowly around the sun, causing a gradual movement of shadows on the white grass. B.O/B bent over the rusting canisters of lighter fluid that he’d lined up, and tentatively reached behind him to unlatch his refuelling chute. R.U.Fu5 stared at him and sighed. ‘We’ve discussed this before B.O/B. That function is … Continue reading Take Off
chromium tinged ant, cogs and legs articulate, seed machine alive.
Moon over mountains, an eclipse above the sea, humans hold their breath.
“Daddy, why do your eyes turn red at night?”
We'd been watching the rolling coverage of the earthquakes like everyone else, but it just hadn’t occurred to us that we’d need a tent. When we realised, Marcy ran out to find one before the sirens started. She came back an hour later with one of those pop-up tents that are supposed to be easy … Continue reading Flood Waters – Extract.
Jonah sat on the barstool, his back ruler straight, and his hands on his lap. On the island in front of him lay an owner’s manual that appeared more encyclopaedia than manual. ‘Jonah, you’ve been with me a while now,’ Mr Roberts began, as he leant on the kitchen island and flicked through the manual. ‘Five … Continue reading Expiration Date
Robin sat in the dirt by the shed and gazed down at his rusting arm. His name wasn’t actually Robin, but little Alfie had been so excited when he’d been brought home that they let him name him. The wind picked up and drops of rain started to bounce off his skin, so he curled … Continue reading Gardner’s Friend
Wind howled around Ryan and the drizzle seeped through the seams of his clothes as he approached the old Victorian shell of a building. Pulling his hood down against the wind, he turned and scanned his surroundings before opening the wrought iron gate and climbing the stairs to the door. After giving a further furtive … Continue reading Cry Baby
Jess backed up against the glass door and she gently pushed it open. As she entered the shop, a bell hanging above the door gently tinkled and the man sitting by the work bench towards the back of the shop, looked up. ‘What can I do for you, young lady’, he asked as he put … Continue reading Dog Day Afternoon
The dust mote drifted invisibly through the air, until it fell into the illumination of the ray of sunlight that broke through the clouds and shone through the window. David winced as the sun caught the corner of his eye as he crossed the kitchen to where the sunlight rested on the butcher’s knife. He … Continue reading Access