100-Word Fiction: ‘Drop-stones”

Out he went again, tearing down the road with his mother shouting for him to stop and stay. He ran to the wooden bridge over the stream, gathering pebbles and gravel along the way and filling his pockets with them. Leaning over the wooden handrail, he gazed into the water, which was made murky byContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Drop-stones””

100-Word Fiction: ‘Dialogue Q [Contemporary]’

Q: I do feel unhappy, yes, although it shouldn’t be unexpected. Q: Maybe the darker mornings. And television, maybe. Q: Hell, and it’s not even over yet, there’s next week. Tis the season. Q: Well they’re setting us back years. The general polemic across all of them just appals me. I don’t know what’s toContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Dialogue Q [Contemporary]’”

100-Word Fiction: ‘Song of the Mountain’

When he came down from his mountain and ended his isolation he sang us a song so deep that the hill itself shuddered. In the high altitude he had escaped his history and greeted us with a smile that was sweet with innocence. But we had not forgotten the pasts we shared and, while hisContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Song of the Mountain’”

100-Word Fiction: ‘How He’s Talked Lately’

I try to shut the thoughts away but the words he says prise open my every defence. I can’t not hear it. He talks about his life, his friends, the plans we’ve made, the things we’ve achieved, places we’ve been. He talks about his grandmother, about my own family history. He claims he’s talked toContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘How He’s Talked Lately’”

100-Word Fiction: ‘Those Moments of Doom’

Dark thoughts could creep in like a virus. Like if he got Ebola, if someone gave him it, or if he went and made contact with someone and got it. You couldn’t check all the people and the places they went, and the sanitary conditions of places. People buried such awful fears. On the newsContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Those Moments of Doom’”

100-Word Fiction: ‘What She Gave’

Do you remember that she’d laugh but in that sharp manic way and then cover her mouth with her hand as if to apologise? She could tell you all about everything except herself; be your best friend and not ask for anything in return. Sometimes she gave so much it amounted to a barrier youContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘What She Gave’”

100-Word Fiction: ‘And If I Do Not Speak’

I can’t get into it, said Alex, shaking his head, turning his palms upward. The conversation is one that is built around a vocabulary linked inextricably to a standardised and, yes, populist argument put forward by the ruling classes. It doesn’t matter which side you take in the argument, the fact that you’re using theirContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘And If I Do Not Speak’”

100-Word Fiction: ‘If At Times There Is Not Enough Time’

Please please just stop it with this talk of tunnels and fences and walls and rubble and rockets and us and them and who is stronger and who said what first and what might happen only if and all about the media and bias and how you keep interrupting and making accusations and that everyoneContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘If At Times There Is Not Enough Time’”

100-Word Fiction: ‘The Graves Above’

That our lives are nothing less than fissile is a blind spot on a blue retina. We arc our actions, our thoughts, like missiles; sing praise, hope the heavens make us better; behold the sky and hold it high, careful not to see the cracks that let the light in – or the umbra, itsContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘The Graves Above’”

100-Word Fiction: ‘The Missiles Over Gaza’

Soviet-era artillery rockets Heavy mortars Grad rockets Qassam rockets Longer-range Fajr-5s Khaibar-1s from Syria Israeli B-300 shoulder-launched rockets Matador shoulder-launched rockets from Singapore Mk 47 Strikers from the United States Spike anti-tank missiles from Israel M-47 Dragon anti-tank missiles from the United States M270 Multiple rocket launchers from the United States FIM-92 Stinger shoulder-launched surface-to-airContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘The Missiles Over Gaza’”