'Salt and pepper?' 'I'll bring some over, sir. Any sauces?' 'Ketchup, please darling.' He gave me that look. That look that they all have that ends by drifting from my face down to my chest and as I walk away I can feel his eyes staring at my rear. The uniform we're made to wear … Continue reading BON APPÉTIT
Close your eyes. What do you see? Do you see me? Us? Snapshots. A picture in a frame. Look closer. Do you see our life? A life? Any sign of life? Do those snapshots add up to anything? Does it mean anything? I see you. You, with those dark brown eyes. You, with that pale … Continue reading CAN YOU SEE?
Elevating elevators lifting the righteous rich towards Heaven. Glittering gold and shimmering sheen. Momentous money mountains. Malevolent me, here to enact vicious vengeance. They can't / won't / must not get away with it. Litigious lawyers run rings round rigged rulings. Judges adjudicate in favour of backhand bribes. The little man misses out. The little … Continue reading RIGHTEOUS REVOLUTION
Pete was well known around the local area. No matter where he set up his market stall a crowd would gather. Pete could sell anything to anyone: air conditioning units, bike parts, chopsticks, fake tattoos, parking meters. When his stall illegally blocked a street, the police were called. They left with a packet of fudge, … Continue reading PETE’S MARKET STALL
'Are we there yet?' Archie asked. He was feeling claustrophobic in the hermetically-sealed caravan. Agnes peered out the kitchen window as the countryside whizzed by along the autoroute, 'Not yet, just passed Paris.' 'Maybe we should have picked somewhere closer than the Mediterranean?' 'You wanted warm sunshine and the beach.' Agnes brought the coffee over … Continue reading A CHANGE OF SCENERY