100-Word Fiction: ‘Plenty’

Trains backing up into Surrey and the onslaught of the crush at the barriers. A roadside reek of last night’s piss and the morning’s nicotine and bleach. A man laughs into his hand. A woman switches to flats. The freesheets are a coconut shy. Two shots please. I like my coffee very strong. I couldn’tContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Plenty’”

100-Word Fiction: ‘Curfews’

What are we If the oncoming silences Sweep in early to Mute us even now? And what if the stories we float Are jetsam for the tide? What prospect is a journey When we cannot believe it ourselves? And where do we get If all the yards of days Are dismantled by dusk To bridgeContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Curfews’”

100-Word Fiction: ‘A Conversation’

Old: We’ve never had any problems previously. Young: Oh you’ve had problems? Old: We’ve not done. Young: You’ve not done anything? Old: It’s not happened before. Young: No, if that’s the case then something needs to be done. Old: You want to do something? Young: What could we do? Old: If we are okay… Young:Continue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘A Conversation’”