Dreaming of Cairo, so I thought, and I was on some concrete balcony at the edge of the desert, with the city in the distance, illuminated by explosions – and the death-rattle of guns and screaming missiles echoed across the void between me and… them. I peered harder and saw that the explosions were fireworks,Continue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Night Shifts’”
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100-Word Fiction: ‘In the Museum’
We are waiting for something to happen. It has been weeks. What will be the endpoint of this struggle? There is no point in asking. Not now. Everywhere becomes a museum, eventually. We should know, we live in one. Grown out of the craters of the past. There is a natural cycle. The museums areContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘In the Museum’”
100-Word Fiction: ‘We Went For a Pizza’
I’m not a racist, Said the waiter. It’s just I think That you won’t pay. I know your sort; I’ve seen your kind before. Your kind? Your kind? You know what I mean. With your clothes And your hair And the way that you are. You’re not to be trusted; That’s what I think. IContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘We Went For a Pizza’”
100-Word Fiction: ‘The View From Here’
He was looking over the treetops, across the plains. The view from the roof was incredible. It was evening and everywhere was bathed with a brownish hue. He wanted to stay up there for ever. Let it rain; he didn’t care. The kids were asleep in the corner, covered by a blanket of plastic sheeting.Continue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘The View From Here’”
100-Word Fiction: ‘Old Neily’
Old Neily was sat by the fire in a rocking chair. His wife was gazing out of the small window into the mist. Before there were proper tracks you couldn’t even get a tractor up the hills, Neily said. When the mist came down you were so soon lost. The trick was to follow aContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Old Neily’”
MW Bewick 