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Travelled there in my old, falling apart car. Wind pushing me across lanes on the motorway. No rain. Yet. For some reason I notice my fingernails. They are dirty and the paint has dried. The metallic taste in my mouth comes back and my stomach leaps. I would eat, but… I never knew him but he [...]

Still as Death

The mobile buzzes inside my trouser pocket. I check the message. ‘Where R U Bro?’ The light from the pub window throws my shadow onto the pavement. Best place for it. I can hear the waves and imagine them bashing the quiet, black rocks. The pub will be only half full. She will stand there half smiling in [...]

Damp Sun-day

Sunday afternoon. Really feels like the morning though. Woke up and had pains in the back of the head, chest, arm, elbow and ankle. Where they come from is anyone’s guess. My girlfriends mother was talking on the answerphone. There I am in bed wondering where this voice is coming from. * * [...]

My Friend is Dead

“Daytime moves like I don’t know what. Sounds erupt from nowhere and end in the same place. The egg in the bowl is a perfect thing. I wonder what that makes me? A twist in a cloud on its way to disappearing? A puddle; its component parts transforming into lighter matter and not, as it [...]

Telephone Book

Three times in a week? That’s the truth of it though, I can’t lie. He’d been in the area for a while, that I knew. Never thought he’d contact me again, especially not in the way he did. Where was I? Think it had something to do with an underground room, I can’t be sure. Recently, my memory [...]

The 2nd Round

It’s wonderful to see. It’s wonderful. What he carries around with him is almost unintelligable. A kind of glow. A glow that shoots a man into oblivion. Across the world, in the world, somewhere, poverty is cancelled by the actions of one man. What it means I’ve no idea. Nonetheless, it happened. Tagged: flash fiction, micro [...]

No Zone

Woke up this morning, found my friends had gone. I sang along with the morning chorus. Argued with my feet for not keeping a straight line. Challenged them to walk straight. Walk straight fuckers! Then I realise that the birds know more than me, or at least they seem to. Their song is the air, is the trees, [...]

Nothing Changes

End up in bed or on the sofa and it’s later, maybe a day or week later and I haven’t moved an inch and I can’t crap either. I black out. Just, ‘phoom’ and I’m out. My head becomes a room. Grey walls. Dusty floorboards. Some rubbish. No breeze. An apparition of an old woman swims into the [...]

Chewing Gum for Snogs

As a boy, I talked myself out of football and fights and girls. There were only a few girls that took chewing gums for snogs and they all smelled like barbeque flavour monster munch. Tagged: fiction, micro fiction, short story, Snog

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