Category: Sunday Photo Fiction
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ALL AT SEA
Archie lay on his bunk. His stomach lurched with each swell of the Atlantic Ocean beneath. He peered out from under the duvet. Agnes stood at the table, resplendent in her best dress and velvet gloves, preparing another gin. ‘Do you think you’ll make the ball later on?’ she asked. Archie groaned. ‘No dear. You…
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CHASING PAPER DRAGONS
Lucas finished folding the paper dragon and added it to the pile in the middle of the empty room. Three hundred and sixty-five paper dragons. Three hundred and sixty-five days since he had last chased the dragon. A whole year clean. Three hundred and sixty-five days since Angie had chased the dragon too hard and…
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VALENTINE’S DAY IN THE GARDEN OF EDEN
Under the huge glass dome, Benny sat nervously on a bench. ‘A new addition to our Mediterranean Biome is this perfume garden inspired by Moorish gardens of old,’ said a guide as a group of tourists shuffled passed. ‘Roses, lilies and jasmine are just some of the wonderful scents you can find in here.’ Benny…
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ALCOHOLIC
Maisie propped her handmade sign on the dusty old chair. ‘I finished it,’ she announced. Her father looked at the pink and blue flowers and bright childish writing. ‘For sale,’ he read aloud, then looked at his daughter. ‘That’s great, Maisie. What are we selling?’ Maisie gestured to all the junk that filled the garage.…
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REFUGEES
An oil tanker spotted the small sailboat drifting across the shipping channels. The captain attempted to hail them with no response. The coastguard were scrambled to intercept. I got the call just as I was sitting down to dinner. Two hours later the sailboat was tethered to the coastguard cutter, five nautical miles from the…
Iain Kelly 