‘Daisy, please come to the front of the classroom and read out your story...'
Category: Flash Fiction
Death Is a Woman
With hands outstretched, soft like butter to the touch and with all the tender love and care only a woman knows how to give, there is nothing quite like Death’s embrace.
The Great Awakening
As the firelight flickered, the children gathered around the old woman and she asked them which story they would like to hear tonight...
Doing his bit
A couple of vintage lawnmower frames were suspended from the ceiling. On a pole across the bar hung a selection of rusty scythes and shears...
Notice to The General Public
You, lying on an exotic beach with your eyes closed, just loving your summer holiday, all languorous, not worrying about a thing...
Seeking Goldilocks
There it was, Goldilocks’ Tomb, nestling amongst the last stand of green trees, as if, somehow, that small area had been protected from the ravages of the forest fires, protected by some unknown force. Yet the Tomb itself lay open...
After the Water Came
Many years after the water came, our small tribe turned our grey rock into a living, breathing organism. This is that story.
In the Ending
He was gazing moodily down at the sea when Gabriel found him.
