Tag: money
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SUPPLY AND DEMAND
‘Why the empty shelves?’ ‘I’m reorganising.’ ‘No more processed food?’ ‘Only fruit and vegetables.’ ‘Meat?’ ‘No.’ ‘Chocolate?’ ‘No.’ ‘Sweets?’ ‘No. There is no longer the demand for these things.’ ‘The health drive?’ ‘Tackling obesity.’ ‘I see, uh, you wouldn’t happen to know where I could get my hands a few treats, do you?’ ‘I can’t…
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BOX OFFICE
She was box office. She was advertising revenue, hits online, gossip column gold. The more turbulent her private life, the more she was worth. Sex scandal followed drug rehab, relationship turmoil ran concurrent to family fall-outs. All of it was box office. Imagine then what they will make of this. Conspiracy theories will abound. The…
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THE GRAVEDIGGER
This was the tree alright, the dead one with no leaves. Streetlight nearby, no need for the torch I had brought. A night of hard labour ahead, best get to it. Sweat and dirt, clanging metal on rocky, hard ground. Takes longer than you think to dig a deep grave. At three in the morning…
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THE FIRST SNOWFALL
Her skin is pale, her rumpled cotton vest and panties whiter than the cream sheets she lies on. She murmurs something in her sleep and rolls over, an exquisite bare thigh arching on top of the covers. Her hair is dark black in contrast, a short bob framing her resting face. The cold winter air…
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IN A MANILA MARKET
All kinds of strap shoes hang in rows. Black, red, white, tan. Thoughts coalesce. Her shoes on the bedroom closet. Shoes for every occasion. Imelda Marcos-scale collection. He burned them all. The clothes too. The closet, the bedroom, the house. All up in flames. It had to look real. They found the charred remains. They…
Iain Kelly 