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’”
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100-Word Fiction: ‘Where Oceans Meet’
At the place where two oceans meet a white foam forms a rough line on the surface. We encounter light and dark, warm and cold. Outside the hotel room the sky was grey. On the TV the skies were all blue. Microphones were pointed towards a grimacing face. In the corridor, staff brought room serviceContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Where Oceans Meet’”
MW Bewick 