Fiction Writing
The span of their lives ran together. Born within minutes of each other in the same city, they attended different schools separated by only one block, divided more by religious difference than geography. They found each other through mutual friends in their teenage years, growing closer with every trip to the park, visit to the … Continue reading LIFESPAN
'We should establish boundaries, thresholds. And have a safe word.' 'Sure, what like?' 'Love?' 'Okay, 'love' it is. Should we use our real names or different ones?' 'Different ones, you choose mine.' 'Lucy?' 'Okay, and for you, Lorenzo.' 'Lorenzo? Really?' 'I thought you wanted me to be in charge?' 'Lorenzo it is. Anything else?' 'You … Continue reading AN OPEN RELATIONSHIP
His big hands would never be able to string up the intricate spindles, though she welcomed the attention of those capable hands on other occasions. His strong legs could push the treadles faster but he adored the shapely toned thighs and calves constantly pedalling the loom gave her. They each had their field of expertise: … Continue reading FRUIT OF THE LOOM
Glass roses, gilt-edged with gold, smashed and splintered. He sits among them, the broken shards of his life. She has gone now, the fire and the fury. She will return, he knows. She will do it again. Why does he put up with it? That abstract notion of love? Loyalty? Or shame? Shame that a … Continue reading GILT-EDGED
He woke up and opened the curtains. The sunlight dazzled him, as another glorious day began. He opened the window and took in a breath of the fresh air, exhaling exaggeratedly. A new start lay ahead. He had slept well, the best rest he could remember for a long time. He thought his mind would … Continue reading A NEW START
