Another sip of freshly-pressed coffee, as feet pace around the kitchen and into the study. There’s a chill underfoot when emigrating from warm under-floor ceramic heat to room temperature carpet. A fragrant woollen floor covering scented from a rolling, scratching, […]
Read MoreThe weather Gods are frantic with their hailstorm task. The bouncy-ball-sized ice smash downwards through the flashing clouds. It’s a surprise they don’t crash into each other. I guess that’s why they are the Gods. D.Q. Parker-Braithwaite Jr is deep […]
Read MoreWhat a familiar view! This place I know. Do you? Early evening silhouetting, orangey-pink sun is setting, Lights sparkling, on show, the whole town a warm glow, Coming alive, so strong, night-time liquor and happy song, Overcrowded bars with laughter, […]
Read MoreIt’s raining; it always rains on pickup day. Especially on this estate, and especially onto these blocks of flats. No wonder they are all coloured grey, any colour has long washed away. It’s as if God himself is pissing […]
Read MoreThe tube train jolted as it rattled around a bend, business men and women who stood, swayed like seaweed on a coral reef. The platform appeared out of the dark and the speeding transport slowed. Newspapers ruffled, folded under arms, […]
Read MoreFollowing on from Dylan Thomas’s birthday on 14th May, below is a piece of Flash Poesy (in Thomas motif) starting with the first line of his Fern Hill poem “Now as I was young and…”. As seen here… http://scribblers.freeforums.net/thread/498/flash-poesy-31 Oh, […]
Read More(Just in case you missed http://scribblers.freeforums.net/thread/314/flash-fiction-november-20th-2015) Spoiler: Contains profanity! Just so you know. Wings School. Teaching, it’s just not for me. Uniforms and rules: no room to manoeuvre, no creativity, no individualism. No understanding. No understanding of complex minds reaching out […]
Read MoreSo, here is another attempt to motivate… Hold on, what’s with the “so” business? I mean it’s everywhere these days. Anyone who is anyone starts their sentence with a “so”. (And yes, I know, no conjunctions at the start or […]
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