Tag: Sunday Photo Fiction
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VALENTINE’S DAY IN THE GARDEN OF EDEN
Under the huge glass dome, Benny sat nervously on a bench. ‘A new addition to our Mediterranean Biome is this perfume garden inspired by Moorish gardens of old,’ said a guide as a group of tourists shuffled passed. ‘Roses, lilies and jasmine are just some of the wonderful scents you can find in here.’ Benny…
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ALCOHOLIC
Maisie propped her handmade sign on the dusty old chair. ‘I finished it,’ she announced. Her father looked at the pink and blue flowers and bright childish writing. ‘For sale,’ he read aloud, then looked at his daughter. ‘That’s great, Maisie. What are we selling?’ Maisie gestured to all the junk that filled the garage.…
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REFUGEES
An oil tanker spotted the small sailboat drifting across the shipping channels. The captain attempted to hail them with no response. The coastguard were scrambled to intercept. I got the call just as I was sitting down to dinner. Two hours later the sailboat was tethered to the coastguard cutter, five nautical miles from the…
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HOLIDAY OF YOUR DREAMS
In the dark, bare concrete room huge bloodshot eyes leered out at her. Bright red lips manically grinned. Tufts of dishevelled green and purple hair sprouted from the white scalp. A venomous sharp red nose pushed and prodded her. ‘Come on down to the County Hotel. So much to see and do,’ said the clown,…
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A ROYAL FEAST (aka EAT YOUR VEGETABLES)
Gefjun brought the feast to the table. Her husband, Skjöldr, son of Odin, sat silently in his anger. ‘Thank you for this offering, mother,’ said Fridleif as the plate was laid before him. ‘Eat well, Fridleif.’ Gefjun took her place beside her son and looked at Skjöldr. ‘Can I eat now?’ spoke the Norse king. ‘Not yet, father.…
Iain Kelly 