Tag: drabble
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BOB’S LAST DAY AT WORK
‘Welcome to the EMIRATES Spinnaker Tower, as I legally have to call it.’ ‘It was going to be opened in 2000 and be named the Millennium Tower, but due to political ineptitude, it didn’t open until 2005, so was renamed ‘Spinnaker’, a type of sail.’ ‘The tower sits on Gunwharf Quay. In the 18th-century it…
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MY HUSBAND AND HIS LOVER
‘That’s the trouble with these old stone houses. They’re built like forts, to keep the enemy out. But once the enemy is within, it means it’s difficult to escape. Little slits instead of windows, only one door. You know, they used to tax homeowners based on the number of windows in their house, so everyone…
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SHE SELLS SEA SHELLS
She sells sea shells on the seashore. He crafts handmade furniture from driftwood he finds on the beach. The rich tourists throw them looks of disgust and wave them on. Occasionally one of them makes a sale. Enough to put food on the table and clothe their child. She dreams of the land across the…
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ROXY
The Encore, Downtown Vegas. Glitz and glamour away from the gaudy Strip and the drug-riddled suburb slums. The waitresses. All young, slim, white. Wearing just enough. There’s Roxy. Wearing just enough to conceal the mic. All the big guns will be there: Sam G., Carlos, Big Joe. He’s trusted enough to organise the AGM. He’s…
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NEMESIS AND THE BEAUTY QUEEN
She checked behind her. The dilapidated shack stood there. She looked back at the mirror. The shack was reflected in it. The mirror seemed to work as a mirror should. She bent down and peered into, her breath clouded the smooth surface, but still the mirror did not show her reflection. She pinched herself, poked…
Iain Kelly 