Original Fiction

Her brother had never thought a thing through in his life. The number of times he’d called her to say that he was in trouble would have filled a year’s…

He tried to look at the screen only from the leery corner of his eye, as if it would help. Only the usual call-connecting colours flashed and coruscated across it…

Some people, first hearing about the grand city of North Bearing, were surprised to be told that it had only one pier – privately owned, at that. Once they were…

Heaving gasps of steam and swaying over the snow, but in no danger of falling more than those few inches, and alive. Still alive, still moving, crawling towards the mouth…

Her breath piled in white steam until a critical mass of it almost seemed to make the moon. Or maybe she had just been walking with her head down for…

Her shadow stretched like a signal flare across the snow. The sun had set what she guessed to be half an hour ago, time kept by the numb pendulum swing…

Some call it the logical conclusion of marriage. Some call it an abomination, but then, they’re probably the same sort of people who would have said that about the horseless…

Her mother might have been more horrified about the fact she was wasting food than the fact that food came from human veins. Twenty years since moss had started to…

The soul spins in the chest like clay on a potter’s wheel. The warped sounds of its turning emerge as words and breath and spiral up into crooked thought. Time…

The last and only thing she had asked was for him to plant the seed over her grave. Instead, he had tucked it in his pocket and taken the bus,…