Short stories & poems for everyone from everyone
Serial Fiction After her multiple obtrusive phone calls went unanswered for several days, She was filled with ecstatic tonic combination of love and hate. She radiated it so extrovertly that people would step...
Serial Fiction He smiled. She smiled harder. She pointed at her throat making a sign that she had lost her voice. The Brewer nodded in understanding. ‘It’s poetic not having to talk to...
Serial Fiction ‘What is this a rebellion, a fucking revolution, the gorillas are going to storm in now!’ The man was amusing himself. ‘I never dreamt of selling a product people hardly need,...
Serial Fiction Me. The Narrator. I am just a humble old bottle of scotch with a few abstract ideas. I grew to desire to have thick shadow, like men. Not the transparent light...
Serial Fiction Note from the narrator: I hope you understand my pencil. For it has been speeding on the pages ahead of my mind. Full of the wind. Empty of reality. Dreaming of...
Serial Fiction The electrifying feeling of invincibility when holding the crowd’s attention with a tight grip. What’s not to like. ‘How old was the man playing the piano?’ Someone inquired into the fabric...
Serial Fiction Always searching for potential romantic prospects. Especially so after the sixth round. But just before the seventh they call the search off and order another. And now they are ready to...
Serial Fiction These dirty streets inhaled millions of tourists only to exhale them back into the good warm world. They could go down on their list now and recharge their cameras. More pictures,...
Serial Fiction One last frivolous history of myself, your humble narrator, before I focus entirely on the Brewer. It started with an old man. His hair and beard were evenly grey. His eyes...
Serial ‘You can’t better your parents. Even if you are wiser than them. Older people refuse to take feed from youth. It’s almost insulting to them, makes them feel at a loss.’ Paused...
Serial Fiction (I will open a bracket here to invite you in the very distant future of my characters for a short while. Plus, I will provide an orthodox account on certain celestial...
Serial Fiction It’s me, your humble narrator. Rituals are what keep you sane, believe it or not. Espresso in the morning, drink after work, milk before bed, steak and eggs, black socks, haircut,...
