Flash Fiction “Daddy, I’ve outgrown my dolls house. I need a bigger one.” Cecelia Beatrix Parker-Bardot, sat up tall in her chair, with eyes which tethered to her fathers affections. The maid moved on kitten heels, as she served supper, momentarily cutting off Cecelia’s line of sight to her father, and with it, her powers.Continue reading “Cecelia Seizes the Seas”
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Smiling
A narrative poem in free verse Smiling through gritted teeth,he nodded,before his boss,who plodded,on his fat little hooves,to his swizzle chair,“swizzle on this”thought Chris,who held out an imaginary middle finger,Only barely dared even in his mind,Herman Parker General manger,on the door, cut in lettering,that chained him,fettering,beneath,no matter his belief,of worth,warranted,that his mother spent years toContinue reading “Smiling”
United Thinking
Flash Fiction She lay awake. Flickers of bright ideas in the dark hours; hot enough to melt the rest of her thoughts, as candle wax, out the ears. She was restlessly focused – vocally restless, she sat bolt upright with an uninvited gasp. “Crucial to finding the way is this – there is no beginningContinue reading “United Thinking”
Rebellious Annie
Flash Fiction Ten toes twitching with taut tremors like feeling tentacles. This is not poetry; this is hell. He collapsed backward, a laboured wilting of limbs and lifeforce, drew him to the earth. My eyes lined up with the soles of his feet, where his muscles spasmed with a last display of virility. “Coba lariContinue reading “Rebellious Annie”
Lug the Legless
A narrative poem Prologue Forsaking I, to fend in the woods,Undertaking trials of great peril,Those Druid, beneath cloak and hood,Caste off to scavenge as a feral,I ran errands for my sacred leader,Listened at his feet as he versed,For my devotion, labelled a feeder,On a sacrifice of blood was cursed,Now, I crawl through the undergrowth,Bone ofContinue reading “Lug the Legless”
An Ugly Son #2
Short prose Find part 1 here Part 2 I thought he hated me because I was different, because the weeping, the laughter, the silence, of my three wretched faces, frightened him – appalled him – I was wrong. It was not that, it was how I so perfectly mirrored my mothers face, shifting, metamorphosing itselfContinue reading “An Ugly Son #2”
An Ugly Son
Short prose Part 1 The words of my father whispered on the wind. An ugly son. Am I such a devil? Cold, stark pit of the night overtook the rattling tin of uninvited thoughts. I fell into slumber despite the thin layer of naked grasses piercing my back as rusted nails. The wind broke fromContinue reading “An Ugly Son”
Electric Seahorse
A narrative poem I won an electric seahorse,From Gypsies at the fair,A Roma women sung to me,Behind onyx black hair,“Born to be free,Over thunderous waves,Roamed happily,Till mans reins did enslave,Caught in a net,Lost upon foreign lands, Now, he’s your pet,Thus fate rests in your hands”Homeward my electric seahorse,To drop it in the tank, It gallopedContinue reading “Electric Seahorse”
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