Cherry

A DAY WE REMEMBER story

Grandpa said, "I could help you catch the biggest fish of your life." And his grandson took the bait.

Mammoth

Quintessential rust constructs, Discharge the vertebrae’s gristle, Edifying the sagacity of crippled natures,

Confection

With his trunk full of Polly-waffles, Mallo-pops and Ho-hos, he brought exotic gelatines to the offies of Bristol and West. But it was slow progress hustling for rack-space

Storm Rider

Falling asleep on a Sunday night, drowned in the sounds of an incessant eighteen hour rain, I dream of a great flood.

Beating the Devil

The Mighty Hunter, serial numbers have been changed to protect the guilty. http://www.spyflight.co.uk/nim.htm
Cherry

Not the Maternal Type

Some women aren't meant for motherhood. My 200-word offering.

Healing

An angry ripple Expression from an internal volcano Erupting onto an all too human canvas, full of curvature, sinew and blood. A beautiful face. Beautiful faces Morphing in my dreams.

Foolish

There was an ease to their wrongness, which could have been spelt, 'YES', im corporation capitals. A piece of cheese could have slid between them under the grill; bonded them forever
Cherry

What I Would Never Know ( My 200 Words)

Ma’s voice over the phone sounds anxious, “Mamon…how are you?” Long pauses between words. “Ma, is everything alright?” She blurts out, “Mamon, Dimma is no more.”

The Doer of Things

‘Who are you?’ said Harry. ‘I am the Doer,’ said the man, ‘of Things!’

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