Cow parsley, she calls it. Hollow green stems rising out above lush green grass. I had always known it as Queen Anne’s Lace. White caps of tiny flowers like little parasols, umbrellas. The May rains have come and gone. We take the dogs out down the lanes. They know the hawthorn and the giant rhubarbContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Like Pollen’”
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100-Word Fiction: ‘Goldilocks’
On account of his hair, they called him Goldilocks. He did like porridge too and sometimes had it for breakfast, sat at his desk, checking his emails. He worked quietly, slotting CDs into the disk drive and humming along to songs by Lady Gaga – his favourite! It took his mind off the wretchedness ofContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Goldilocks’”
MW Bewick 