Tag: literature
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THE UNCANNY CLONE
The same eyes, mouth, figure. The same gestures. A small scar missing – I could fix that. She was worth the money to keep me out of jail. They can’t convict me of murder if they think she’s still alive. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt, hosted by SammiScribbles. This week’s prompt was: . Click on the…
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WRECKED
‘The ship, Sir, she’s listing badly!’ ‘Thank you, Lieutenant!’ As if he needed to be told, as he tried to maintain his balance. Damn that reef, and that fool of a helmsman. ‘She’s still taking on water, Sir, they can’t stem the flow. Should we abandon ship, Sir?’ They both knew what it meant for…
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INVASION
Forage duty. They try to tell you it’s a privilege, an honour. You’re special, a chosen one. The truth is it’s dangerous. You’re expendable and you’re exposed. Return empty-handed and you will be punished. That’s why I’m still out here as the light fails, still hunting. They only come for us at night. It’s suicide…
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EASING RESTRICTIONS
Green for Go. The hustle and bustle. The crowded market. The anxiety. Tell yourself they’ve all been vaccinated. Tell yourself the numbers are small. Faces unmasked. Breathing. Germs. Raw meat. Sweating. Palpitations. Get out. An open street and space. Relax, everything is normal. The green signal flashes. Step out onto the road. The driver doesn’t…
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SUE – IN MEMORIAM
It is absurd. She can’t be gone. She wouldn’t want you to be angry, but there is anger. She wouldn’t want sadness, but how can you stop the tears? How do you fill the hole that has been left behind? But we will always have her words, her joy and her inspiration. And gratitude, for…
Iain Kelly 