Zedlist – Part Twenty One
“Feel free to use the shower by the way”, Kevin said. “There is a blue towel hanging up in the bathroom, it’s clean.” “Thanks”, Tim said, “A shower would be good, I still feel...
Short stories & poems for everyone from everyone
“Feel free to use the shower by the way”, Kevin said. “There is a blue towel hanging up in the bathroom, it’s clean.” “Thanks”, Tim said, “A shower would be good, I still feel...
My head hurt, my back hurt, my vision clouded by a thousand flashing lights like a constellation invading in broad daylight. I slumped to the ground and sat there among the dirt and the...
Stream of Consciousness Fiction The Man who … So busy with things to do, things to say, things to explore, things to learn and to see that he had no time, even...
Short Story The Doneky left the Frog’s boot with mixed feelings. It was not exactly happy with what it learned it will happen to it in the afterlife. Turning to ash and then rebirth...
Serial Fiction Novel Yet another usher offered him a black cigarette from a shiny holder. He took one and smelled it. Leather, toffee, dark chocolate, earth, peat and brandy aromas blended together for a...
Looking back on their relationship, it’s hard to believe their first real conversation was over Heat. It was Eugene’s favorite film, and she never got through it once. Yes, it was 3 hours, but she...
A thing was tugging at my foot. I opened my eyes to the blue sky above, the color of robin’s eggs. I lay supine and the thing continued to gnaw. I lifted my head...
Short Story The Frog turn around and with a chain of small leaps rejoined the forest floor. The vegetation was so thick that in the tunnels under the grasses and bushes was pitch black....
Serial Fiction Novel ‘I understand, perhaps tobacco and tea are not enough. It is time for you to meat Harry.’ Said he handing a little black envelope, the size of a business card. ‘What...
At this point the sun had set and Nolan could see that Erica was no longer pleased with being out. Yet Nolan didn’t seem to care about Erica’s comfort level. He instead seemed focused...
Part Four: Retribution The next morning, John Pelham was awoken to the sound of commotion outside his tent. He sat up and couldn’t decide if it was the growing noise outside or the throbbing...