Cherrypicked stories
Dead Man: 3
The bus was crowded, as usual. Workers heading into the city, like himself. John sat downstairs at the back, over the engine, in the warm odour of...
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Steps
Wind chimes tick off the hours Melodic sounds wind me to sleep With tentacles of passion flowers. The blue nigellas, ladies-in-the-mist, veil...
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Float Downstream.....
Where the restless mind wanders are untried adventures fantasy and mystery in uncharted landscapes Illuminated by sparks of intrigue just beyond the...
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J. C. Jones V - Let us Eat
“Oh, no, no, no, not this time,” said J. C. “Everyone! Get yourselves to the other side of the table. Mary? You slide closer to me. Judas? Front and...
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Fraction too much fiction
The moment I discover his figure among the former students and teachers; it is as if a piece of rusty barbed wire is being dragged along my...
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Flamebearer
(for those who walk both worlds) Some glide in light— barefoot through fields, faces bathed in sun, never knowing the weight of shadows behind them...
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Carreg Samson
north Pembrokeshire near Abercastle Carreg Samson (Samson’s stone) (– who else could have lifted it on to its throne?) A legend of a local Samson...
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The Patrolman - 24
Mr. Slate dropped to the floor for his evening workout.
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McCalliog And His Hens
“ This story’s all about ducks ,” said Barclay. “ That’s right, ” I said . ” That’s my specialty , duck stories. I’m famed for it. ” “ But the title’...
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Steelie 18
Von Stehle finds himself whispering too. ‘What kind of help?’ ‘The usual kind of help a woman in my position needs.’ Brittleness and bitterness in...
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Entry 5 — Someone (no—Something) In The House
Journal of Isla Loren March 20 Location: Upstairs hallway outside the second bedroom Weather: Dark, thick like ink sealing the windows Time: 11:14 p...
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Sketching
I sat myself down on a low stone wall, a semi-circle that splits St Mary’s Road in two. I'm just visiting Midleton, you understand... But I fancied a...
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What We Remember
Lemon trees soaked in light. A herder calls. You sit amidst Spain’s cracked hills, in olive shade. No need to talk— we’ve heard your voice. Though...
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Tan Remembered Toes
Paddling in the River Dun, we’d laugh hysterically as the peaty waters made our white Antrim feet appear a shade of tan.
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A Night Out on Castle Street
What it says ...
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Xion Island Carrier: Chapter 15
I am filled with hatred. And the cold, exquisite pleasure of momentum. The map of bloodlines stretches across my laptop like a spiderweb. They are...
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Tasty Harvest
Bush bursting with gooseberries … anticipation: but last year …
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Blue Whale On A Bed Of Nails
I’ve been awake since 3.45 am. I got up to take a piss and then went back to bed. Big mistake, I should have got up, made a coffee and started the...
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A Victorian Lady's Memoirs Part Eight
We were brought together, recalling that I couldn't help gazing into Samuel's big blue eyes, this refined gentleman that I felt I'd known in another...
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Out of Season
The soil was still warm. Even though frost clung to car windows and the neighbor’s roof glittered like sugar, Nora pressed her fingers into the...
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