Tag: Writing
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LOCKDOWN

Shutters down, windows boarded up, phone disconnected. Four months since the lockdown began, enough food and toilet paper for another year. Tap, tap, tap. What is it? She won’t risk finding out. Until then, she will stay in the basement. *** Agnes knocked on the door again. ‘Let’s go,’ said Archie. ‘It’s been two weeks,…
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ONE LAST WISTFUL LOOK

One last wistful look at the mist on the hillside before I go. A deep breath in, filling my lungs with the fresh air. It is quiet, only the birdsong breaks the silence. No one else is around this early in the morning. Others will come later for their turn. For me, that’s it for…
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UNEASY LIES THE HEAD

Two lines cut through a wheat field, disappearing towards the ancient standing stones at the crest of a hill. 1st Man: Never seen anything like it. What could’ve made them? 2nd Man: It’s a mobile. 1st Man: What the hell’s a mobile? 2nd Man: An automobile. Not been around for a long time, since the…

