This is supposed to be safer than back home. That’s what I thought anyway as I walked the seven miles into Belfast. I can handle the cold wet pavement beneath me, even though it has me soaked through and is hurting my hip. I’ve got a sleeping bag that some lady gave me. And a bit of cardboard underneath. Her kindness should have made me cry.
Tag: Short Story
Metaman
I often find myself wondering how long humans have been fascinated by time and history. There are those who would suggest that it’s the unknown, the unobtainable that drives our hunger. And perhaps they are right.
The loss of our home world seven centuries ago was indeed a catastrophe beyond all imagination. We were at the very zenith of our technological achievement when the asteroid hit. It literally split our planet in two, sending one part careening into the heart of sun whilst the other disappeared into the far reaches of the solar system…
A rock and a Hard Place
All three were huddled on the bare wooden planked floor by the room’s only window. A saggy mattressed bed was available to sit on with its single sheet and worn out comforter but somehow this position better fit the circumstances.
Not Even Ordinary Ordinary
Playlist for this Post It is his mother’s fault. And mine for letting her give him that stupid fucking name – Lucius. I still don’t know where she even heard it, maybe it’s made up. Ever wonder he’s getting the tripe kicked out of him daily. I probably should let him get a dose again… Continue reading Not Even Ordinary Ordinary
Concrete Phoenix
“Life had not been too kind to Declan just lately. But according to the horoscope in this morning’s paper that was soon to change. Not that he believed in that stuff. The thirty four year old factory worker had gotten used to being a magnet for trouble over the last few years. That was just how it was,” the old man read. He continued…
Cocaine Scream
Somewhere a door clicked and Eoin knew that she was sneaking out again. He sighed and picked up his eight month old daughter Ella off the floor, who responded with an indignant squeal.
Just in Case
The scene was warm and homely with the family gathered around the TV. Like millions of other families in Britain they were relaxing after a hard day at work and school. In front of them they each had lap trays with a plate of fish fingers and chips.
Reboot
There are some things you just instinctively know without needing evidence. I guess you could call it intuition. Others might describe it as a sixth sense. But I don’t believe in any of that crap – usually.
Forgotten Warriors
Playlist for this post… My breath felt like fire as it burnt a painful path through my windpipe. The urge to give up and turn back was strong but a quick glance ahead assured me I was almost there. Like an animal I clawed my way to the top grabbing handful after handful of purple heather in clutching,… Continue reading Forgotten Warriors
Tsilbora
Yet again Tsilbora attempted to scan the star ship as it hung motionless just inside the ghostly nebula. She tried to punch a way through the electromagnetic interference it generated but it was no easy task. She watched through the view screen as lightning lanced out from the towering clouds of gas, it’s jagged brilliance playing across the bow of the stricken ship. Unknown energies pulsed within the nebula, spewing deadly bursts of radiation into the silent vacuum of space.