Category Archives: Ennui

Sticks and Stones ( A Short Story )

They’d taken me to A&E around 4 a.m. Not a good time to get sent to the hospital, Saturday before dawn, the morning after the night before. Drunks, junkies, vagrants, the knifed, the shot, the battered, the bruised and confused. … Continue reading

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My Sweetheart ( A Valentine’s Noir Short Story )

“My sweetheart!”..that random thought arced across the empty horizon of his mind illuminating its darkness corners like the flashbulb of a papparazzi camera. He saw you there, there in the magazine, there on stage. there on the screen. Pristine,immaculate ; … Continue reading

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The Writer Writes

If everything that I write is everything that I am, then all the words I’ve written is all of me; Words are my flesh, and stories my breath; I walk in dreams, I have been to the mountain top and … Continue reading

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Of Games & Candles

Time is etched like memories on the membrane some call fate and others chance; none there are now to gainsay the swinging pendulum that swung so far yet never returned at the unstruck hour on the unremarkable day that slipped … Continue reading

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Heckler & Koch

        It’s gonna be a Heckler & Koch morning, but i don’t know that yet as I get up at 4.30 a.m. to use the toilet; The hall light’s on and I notice the front door’s open, … Continue reading

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Flashpoint ( A Short Story )

It’s Aiko’s birthday today. Just as the new chrysanthemum dawn begins to beckon, she awakens and her naïve sleep-filled gaze is captivated by the spreading dawn that’s only an hour or so into its ineluctable theatre of nature. Its flamingo-hued … Continue reading

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Writer in Exile

Dexter Stevenson lime green ascot and redundant cigarette holder, never shook Hemingway’s hand; never came to write the great American novel, never realised the fecund potential of his literary dreams, instead he was anthologised in limited circulation magazines from Baffin … Continue reading

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