Out on the lake, the low plaintive call of Canada geese lingered in the mist, the sound reverberating in the moist air like an echo.
This story was first published by Visual Verse
There’s blood. I taste it when I swallow, metallic and unmistakable, like the tip of a battery on my tongue, and when I try to cough it up, a hand touches mine and something bleeps.
You dip fingers in the water expecting cold, feeling warmth. It ebbs away as the boat edges closer, ever closer. Colder, ever colder.
A very short story I wrote which was shortlisted for the A3 Review on the theme of ‘Tracks’ There are tracks on your arm from a parallel life, and I want to know all about it. The truth now, you hear? No bullshit. Just the facts. Don’t tell me your mama didn’t love you. Your papa beat you. Your girl ran out on you. Cuz I can see something wild there. It glints. Sexy? Sure. Scary? You bet. Was it all just a crazy misadventure? Something you did one day cuz Jack – who you never see any more, Read More
You can also listen to Natalie Winter read this story over at the Mash Stories Soundcloud podcast The Wing Walker We’re in the desert and it’s way more beautiful than I expected. In the early morning light, the sand is dusky pink, a damask rose that folds, dips and ripples like the ocean. I had imagined something harsh. A sun too bright to walk towards, a wind that flicked sand grains at your eyes, a heat that left you brittle. The calm comes as a surprise. It was Alexander’s idea. “The Al Ain” he said. When I looked at him, Read More
Akiyoshi walks into the forest. He does not turn around. Though when he hears the girl laugh he feels the pull of it and stops, thinking “this is it, I will turn back because of this.” Her laughter catches in the branches and hangs there for a moment like a bird you cannot see before a breeze stirs the air and carries it away. Akiyoshi lifts his feet and walks on. He is aware of the deepening shadows, the cooling of the air. He feels the softness of the ground underfoot and smells the dankness of the moss. He Read More
After The Game The King And The Pawn Go Into The Same Box This story was first published by Visual Verse in 2014. You can read it over there or listen to me read it for you.
The Return To Heaven This story was first published by Visual Verse in 2014. You can read it over there or listen to me read it for you. Podcast music via FreeSFX