‘Ends’ is a word that keeps returning. It unravels every time. Whenever I think it sufficient it fails. There is more to be written, even after ends. Sometimes I mis-type it as ‘dens’. And then I rearrange the letters again. Dens! Delete, delete, delete, delete. I may recollect that these weeks at the end ofContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Ends Again’”
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100-Word Fiction: ‘Ends’
How we think about life when it ends. The morning streetlight amber, off in an instant. The geese that fly in and then loop back without warning. The frosted cars idling by the pavements. The early fog that lifts slowly above the church tower. The shock of violas trembling in their pots. The blackbird thatContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Ends’”
MW Bewick 