Tag: drabble
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A LITTLE FESTIVE EXCESS
‘Room for one more?’ Hank slurred cheerily, lifting his wide posterior into the small bus. He crammed into a seat. The driver jumped out into the traffic, angry horns blared. Kaleidoscopic lights blurred. Sudden stops. Chaotic traffic. Sweat and body odour. He felt the beer sloshing around in his stomach. A little excess again, but…
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IN A ROUNDABOUT WAY
‘We’ve been here before,’ she said. She didn’t just meant the roundabout they were passing for the fifth time. They were hopelessly lost. He promised each time that he would change. This time she needed to take a new direction. She needed to get off this emotional merry-go-round for good. ‘We’ve tried every exit,’ she…
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PROCESSING
He was happy with his handiwork. Sturdy cages, strong padlocks, each capable of holding two people, three if they were small. Business was booming, extra capacity was needed, the good times were rolling. It had been coming for a while. The overthrow was complete, the government was gone. Now they would experience the real life…
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STORM WINDOW
The view was bleak, much like his future. The waves rolled along, grey with white crests, unrelenting, unremitting. His stomach had finally settled down after two days of sickness. What did he care about these countries over the ocean? They could bomb themselves into oblivion for all he cared. The rain battered the window, but…
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SHUTTERED
In the end, governments didn’t need to ban religion. The numbers attending had dwindled away to almost nothing. It was their arrival that had sparked the crisis of faith. They had laughed at the world and their primitive beliefs. They had shown them the universe beyond the tiny galaxy their Earth inhabited. No God created…
Iain Kelly 