Animal (Animal 13 - Part 2)
The two orphaned children sit alone, rocking back and forth, forever united by the forces that tore their lives apart.
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Animal (Chapter 13 - Part 1)
“You’re a liar.” “They’re dead, John!” The Tall Man screams, “They’re all dead!” John reaches for his revolver.
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We think of nothing
You know the time of year when green is about, and building sites are cordoned with tupperware and men who drag their buzz fists through nettles. Wasps collect on window sills
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Mad Shadows
A narrator on the edge of a meltdown reflects on their life and weighs up the possibilities. Inspired in part by internet do it yourself death sites.
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Autumn Waits
Good things come to those who wait...
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Keys
These we find in earth among the roots, Whilst digging beds Or mowing the tall grass Which you once cut Or reclaim rusted beneath cracked pots. They keep on coming, rising, almost growing
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TRES - CHAPTER FOUR - PIERCING THE STORY
The door was opened, it slammed at the thin wall with a resounding thud, the frail hut shuddered as if it too felt the fear that was suddenly a palpable feeling shared by those inside.
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TRES - CHAPTER THREE - BLOOD COMES KNOCKING
“Manananggal” “What?” the boy asked. Confused at the naked fear that was slowly turning is legs to rubber.
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Lady
There is a lady asleep on the tube, she looks like a fold up village hall chair. On her lap is a plate and on the plate is a rolled up lemon sugar pancake. Her eyelids flicker
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