He was tall, but with a thick bottom. She had curves. He was thin and spiky on top. She was smooth and polished. He lived with his brothers. She lived with her sisters. They lived close by but were always separate. They spent a lot of time staring at each other across the dinner table.… Continue reading Fork and Knife
Tag: Flash Fiction
Blessing
The strange smell was definitely coming from the short French woman in front with the dreadlocks. Lydia leaned in slightly to sniff the air again. Out in the sun there had just been the smell of unwashed bodies in unwashed clothes oozing that particular spicy food sweat smell. But now they were inside, in the… Continue reading Blessing
Salt
I hadn’t been to a surf beach in years but I was determined to swim. Although it was summer, someone hadn’t told the sky. The grey clouds made the sea look steely grey and without sunlight to make the sand sparkle, the beach looked cold. There was a surf lifesaver on duty, but he was… Continue reading Salt
Bright
Revelator, this is Delta Station confirming docking complete. Welcome home, Revelator. Lynus switched down the ship’s engines, and as his ears adjusted to the quiet, he stared out the window of the Revelator, not at Delta station but at the blue planet looming large behind it. Home. “Let’s get this done and start our furlough.”… Continue reading Bright
Megan’s travel diary
The hostel kitchen was small and smelt of garbage. All the cups and plates were chipped and some of the saucepans didn't have handles, but it was a kitchen, and having access to a kitchen meant having a hot meal but not at restaurant prices. I was boiling pasta and avoiding the stares of the… Continue reading Megan’s travel diary
Tales from Tobhamhor 