Everyone knew it was Katie Lewinsky who went off with the stranger that night. But only I knew it wasn’t Katie who came back. Not all of her leastways. Sure, it looked like Katie, on the outside, sounded like her too, acted like her, talked like her, but it didn’t smell like her. Not [...]
I had the dream again last night.
I’m in the cornfield. Running, breathless, something else is there, others. I run.
I see them briefly, in the moments of starlight flung down through spears of green. They are shapeless amongst the corn, but they are there.
I run again. Down through coarse leafed tunnels, on towards the safety of [...]
‘So what do we call ourselves?’
‘The Shock Jocks.’
‘I like that.’
‘You like everything.’
‘It’s catchy.’
‘You think everything’s catchy.’
‘Well I like it, it’s got sex appeal.’
‘We’re not The Shock Jocks. We are neither shocking nor exceedingly sporty.’
‘Or Scottish.’
‘What?’
‘Scottish, –Jocks–, it’s a term for Scottish people.’
‘I know, ‘The Electric Scotsmen!”
‘No, no, no, none of us are Scottish.’
‘Well none of [...]
Crane was sweating. It was almost 8 o’clock. To the west, hung an exhausted sun, a glimmering crescent, rapidly disappearing beyond the horizon. Above him, the sky glowed a deep iridescent green, and a line from an old childhood verse flitted, unbidden, from his memory, to haunt him.
‘Green sky at night, Martian delight’
He wasn’t going [...]
I had one of those rare moments the other day. You know the ones, epiphanies, I believe they’re called. I was standing in the kitchen making coffee and all of a sudden I felt a tingling in my arms and legs. A kind of, sweeping pins and needles, in all my extremities. The air about [...]
The advertisement in the classifieds section of the local newspaper caught his eye. Not because it was unusual, no, there was nothing unusual about it in the slightest.
One pair dumbbells, used, good cond., must sell, unwanted gift. Genuine offers only. Tel:00-1-38928999.
He read it and passed on. Dumbbells, really, at his age he should know better. [...]
“It’s just through here sir.” The neatly turned out security guard held the door open, gesturing inside.
“Really? Through there, are you sure?” said Albert, the door appeared nondescript and unremarkable.
“Oh yes sir, just through there. Down to the end of the corridor and turn left. Through the door marked ‘interviews’.”
“Thank you,” said Albert.
Albert found himself [...]
The tents in the desert flexed and tore against the rough wooden pegs that pinned them to the parched earth. Ill winds blew down from the bleached mountaintop to pierce the coarse hemp canvas and chill the dreams of the sleeping children within. The tribe who had gathered in the centre of the huddle of [...]
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