The Shelter Boy

Originally posted on My Bellyful:
‘Mr Abbott? Are you okay?’ My eyes open. A boy is watching me; I’m coughing. ‘Yes, yes. Sorry, David, I’m fine.’ I prise my face from the concrete wall and sit up straight, ‘Must have dozed off for a minute there.’ The boy is staring, his eyes fearful. I smile.…

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Love and…

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‘Are you all right?’ Alison leans forward, a hand reaching out to touch Tim’s knee. ‘I’m fine. Really.’ ‘You’re very pale.’ ‘It’s the heat.’ He rearranges himself on the blanket, ‘I’m not very good with the heat.’ ‘You’ve always been okay with it before.’ ‘Well, it’s not normally this hot,…

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You Gave Us Our Childhood

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You gave us our childhood when we were too young To know what it meant and yet still we clung To your hand as you held us, to the scent of your clothes To the sound of your laughter, to the words that you chose You gave us your love…

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Guest Post: Christmas, by David Grant

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How many people this Christmas Know what Christmas is for? Eating and drinking and spending And parties by the score Do they know what they’re celebrating And what Christmas is for? Has it all been lost to commerce With everyone wanting more? Spending what they haven’t got On things they…

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Eleven

Originally posted on My Bellyful:
Beneath the curling clouds, white and darkest grey, A measly crowd align, on a cold and sodden day To take their silent solace, in a ritual long supported, And listen to the memory, of lives that once were thwarted. But a roll call of the dead, of names now lost…

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Cara

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Cara had never been a patient person; in any respect. Now, she brought colour back to her cheeks with forceful tugs, bit the paleness from her mouth until red blistered her lips. She watched the clock, she waited. As she ran her fingers through her hair, she listened to the…

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Sheila Hancock – A New Debut

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Even famous people feel intimidated, or so I’m told. Still, it’s hard to picture an Olivier award-winning actress cowering in the corner of a literature festival green room, isn’t it? And yet… The evening began wet and noisy. Rain bounced off the roof of The Times Forum tent at Cheltenham’s…

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The Room

Originally posted on My Bellyful:
From here on in, I shall regularly post a piece of my own flash fiction (to be found under the category, ‘Tiny Tales’). Comments, criticism and advice are all welcome. If you’re feeling brave, then post a link to your own pieces of fiction and I will gladly return the…

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