Tag: Fiction
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JUST VISITING
‘What is he doing?’ ‘I have no idea.’ ‘He’s just standing there.’ A small group of onlookers stopped on the sidewalk to stare at the man standing in the middle of the intersection. ‘Did he just come out of the manhole cover?’ ‘Should we ask if he needs help?’ The lights changed. Yellow cabs swerved…
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QUICKSILVER
Shimmering silver on the sand, the last chance to grasp it. Too late, it recedes and is gone, disappearing into the distance. Once it had been gold. Then, oil. Now it was water. The most valuable commodity in the world. Now he was left with just the sand. Worthless sand that covered the earth in…
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ATTACK OF THE KILLER CHICKENS
‘Do you know the closest living relative of the dinosaur is?’ Margarita sighed as little Nino stumbled through his favourite fact, delivered with glee every morning when they collected the eggs. ‘No, what is it?’ she played along. ‘The chicken!’ The boy laughed and started chasing after the group of hens in the yard, roaring…
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COMPOSITION
It should be something inspirational, something to make the piece soar, a fitting climax to the whole movement. He scratched his head, chewed the end of the pencil, let his fingers dance over a few keys until they ended in a terminal ‘thunk’. It was no good. He just couldn’t find the right expression of…
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GETTING BACK TO NORMAL
Archie stretched up and swung the hammer, managing to nudge the satellite dish. ‘How about now?’ he shouted through the window. Agnes checked the television. ‘Still nothing.’ Archie sighed. He was not going to miss the first live football match in four months because the satellite signal was on the blink. He made another lunge…
Iain Kelly 