Steve Button

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StoryThe Water Table Steve Button315 years 10 months ago
StoryIn A Cafe, After The Orangerie Steve Button815 years 10 months ago
StoryBetween the lines seafret515 years 10 months ago
StoryThe hunt seafret915 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Art Of Being A TV Critic Steve Button515 years 10 months ago
StoryLaying In Steve Button315 years 10 months ago
StoryBenighted marriage Beeme1915 years 10 months ago
StoryImperceptible shoe1615 years 10 months ago
StoryLoitering Steve Button315 years 10 months ago
StoryMystery rae1315 years 10 months ago
StoryWolfman Steve Button215 years 10 months ago

My stories

Wolfman

had the old musty smell of damp fur as he prowled the shopping precinct, nosing in waste bins for scraps of some lost life or leftovers to build a future, circling round the shoppers
Cherry

Bull's Eye

It stared up at me, the lidless eye in thick white fat, a fixed look of one-eyed surprise. The object was dissection, to get at how this unseeing eye worked, peer and poke

Kafka's Algebra

I imagine Kafka after the night-shift In the Workers' Accident Insurance Institution Slouching home through the cobbled streets, Haunted by numbers. So it was no surprise one winter’s eve

A Nuclear Family

There’s violence lurking in the breakfast things. Forced to feed in the company of strangers - no-one fits their mug-shots yet - sore bears kicked from slumber snarl

Slapstick

The men stood either side of each other, thick gloves clutching four corners of thin air. It seemed strange that nothing could be such a weighty matter,

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