Tag: creative writing
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BE STILL MY BEATING HEART
In the dead of the night. That was how I expected to find her. Dead. As I approached the house, nothing changed my mind. It was still. Still like a house with no one alive in it. I pictured the scene I knew was waiting for me. Her, lying on the floor. Red blood pooling…
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SURROGATES
Black and white images from the past. Not hers, someone else’s. The smiling portrait of a young woman, an elderly couple in front of their house, a grandfather, a brother and sister. A family, a historical document of a happy life. $1 for the basket. The seller had no idea who the people in the…
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HARVESTING
He picked up a handful of the brown earth and let it run through his fingers. The last time he had been here there had been nothing but the cavernous pit, reaching down almost half a mile into the ground. Now the vast open mine had been completely filled in. Over the top of it…
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THE UNIVERSAL
Twilight feel, artificial light, woozy head. Almost home, such a nice night. Drinks, laughs, good times. Shared smiles with him again, dancing, brief contact. Should’ve made that move? A cloud of a missed opportunity. Park bench, take a seat, lie down. Staring up at the stars, the whole universe out there. Nothing to do in…
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HARBINGER
The following is an edited extract from my new novel, ‘State Of Denial‘, which is published tomorrow and is available to buy now on Amazon (see the links below). Harbinger noun: ‘A person or thing that foreshadows or foretells the coming of someone or something.’ The sun reached its zenith in the clear blue sky.…
Iain Kelly 