Tag: writing prompt
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WHERE DOES THE TIME GO?
It doesn’t seem that long ago. The place hasn’t changed, but you have. We used to come here as a family and you ran around the cobbled street and dashed in and out of the old shops and took a trip on the old trams and we had lunch in the cafe and watched the…
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A DAY IN A LIFE OF TOKENISM
Tokens of his love left by way of an apology before he left last night to go back to his wife and children. She dumped the flowers in the bin. At her yoga as she tried to revive herself from too much wine the night before. She stuck to the back of the class and…
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BURN OUT
The people burn. Bright flames of white heat in the darkness. They are everywhere, surrounding him, closing in. He shrinks back, covering his face with his hands, cowering in the depths of his own black mind. Make them stop. Make them stop. Faces crowd him. Searing orbs. Skulls with eyes of deep black emptiness. They…
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CROSS OR CRESCENT
A cross or a crescent, why did it matter? The blood was always red, it ran the same no matter where they sent her. The victims needed the same things no matter what banner flew over their camps. Some chose to find offence in the cross, some in the crescent. All either symbolised was their…
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DELIRIOUS
I follow her into the house. I grip the axe tightly with both hands. The door bangs behind me and the cold night air evaporates. It is claustrophobic and dusty and dark. With each step, old floorboards creak. I hear the laughter of a small child. It sounds like my Jasmine, dead these last ten…
Iain Kelly 