The Human Comedy: Small Change
Short Story The young woman felt for the subway beggar. She always felt for the subway beggars. Sometimes she gave, sometimes she didn’t. It depended on their appearance, their spiel, their perceived credibility …...
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Eleanor Unleashed
Short Story Elaine often talks in her sleep but last night was a real shocker. The second day of our holiday had been a perfect sun drenched lazy day. I was wonderfully drowsy...
The Curtain Dances
Short Story I’m sick of the clock ticking. It echoes through the halls at night when it’s dead silent. Peacefulness interrupted by ticks and tocks and struggles for breath from next door. Those...
Everything Changes
Short Story The school bell rang and Shani was the first out of the door. A carefree and clumsy girl, she careened over the startlingly green hills with her arms outstretched like an...
Atop the Monolith Lives the Enlightened One
Short Story The legends say atop the monolith lives the enlightened one. All-knowing, he need not leave his temple above the cliffs. We all knew this story before we could swim. I sat on...
Love And Ghosts
Short Story The man in the wheelchair had a face like the cartoon character Fred Flintstone and the feet to match. He sat in the middle of the nursing home hallway, one third...
More Important Than Fog
Short Story I stepped off the porch and into the chill. It was four in the morning. Even the birds and the insects burrowing into the muck knew enough to be asleep. The...
Sarah’s Dad
Short Story Sarah’s earliest memory was the sunlight scattered by the frosted glass of the toilet window. She never knew her Mum and the house was often filled with the rich smell of solvents...
Animal Dilemmas – Dog Mosquito
Short Story The Mosquito emerged from its wet shell. It was parked motionless on a tree leaf in the sun, so its wings could dry and it could begin its journey. The past few...
Psycho – Through The Eyes Of The Killer
Short Story As the last few diminishing rays of sun swept over the dusty Syrian village of Saidnaya, two young children, a brother and a sister, played in the dirt, attempting to catch...
The Furnace Room
Short Story I pass by the same tree everyday. An empty field about a mile back from my house surrounds it. I always take the back way so no one sees me leaving for...
