Skin Pockets
Sibylla stared at the pockets in her skin. “I don’t remember those being there before,” she thought as she started patting them down, like a …
Tag: Story
Café Confusion (a true story)
We were standing, waiting to be served, at the front counter of a beautiful colonial-style café. The glass shelves beneath the benchtop were filled with …
Double Pom Pom Beanie
‘The double pom pom beanie I’ve been searching for all my life…and red too.’ Alice swiftly covered her red curls as her feet did a …
Clouds
Dimitra opens the door to her apartment. She looks like she’s just got home. From work, I imagine, but looking at her I realise I …
Certain Friends
Today I met Dave and Harry in the warm water pool at the leisure centre—well, I didn’t actually meet them, but I saw them, and …
A Girl, A Lion and a Sailor’s Hornpipe
“Hey! What the hell are you doing in here?” To say I’m surprised to find a lion in my usual hook up place is underestimating …
An Unwelcome Visitor
The well-groomed visitor offered a practiced smile. “Good morning,’ he almost sang, in a rehearsed tone. ‘I’m here today to share with you the good …
Sleep
Where is it? That wonderful, healing, evasive, pervading, and even sometimes playful state of consciousness—called sleep. Sometimes it is teasing and pretends to be just on …
A Love Story
“Don’t look at me like that,” I said. He moved closer, looking at me directly. That unnerved me even more. “Kaz,” he said seriously. “Yeah, …
The Swimmer
“What’s he doing, Dad?” “He’s swimming,” I said. “But…” “Yeah, I know. Just don’t tell him, okay? He might get stuck.” “But he’s not stuck …