He sat in the corner lounge, sunlight patterning through the window, toothbrush between teeth and pad in hand. One corner of his dressing gown, gnawed at by Muru, his prize bilby. Not many were left when he emerged and none left by the time he started school. The first time he saw one in aContinue reading “Muru”
Category Archives: Storiettes
Little Green Ant
She crossed the room, marble floors and columnated ceiling far above. Light piercing from above. Tapestries covering the walls. She knelt at the prescribed distance from the throne and stared at her scarpins. ‘The Lady Carinda, My Lord,’ announced the Grand Harlequin. His Majesty must have glanced sideways as the boots of the Guard marchedContinue reading “Little Green Ant”
Recursive
‘I really like this theme you seem to be building about making beds. Can you tell me what happens in the story and how it develops and what takes place?’ ‘Yeah, it is about making beds. It’s about how my ex-boyfriend committed suicide in my bed and I saved his life.’ ‘I recommend you, andContinue reading “Recursive”
Little Boy
40 years cycles repeat
Lismore High School
Lismore High School The alien visits the school. Again. Lurking along the sides of the playground where the other kids are playing handball or chatting loudly. The alien identifies the most central yet unobtrusive place, by the wall. Obvious yet unobtrusive. Out comes the Top Deck. The alien smiles when other kids come near himContinue reading “Lismore High School”
The Beast
Hear it!Snuffling in its caveScrabbling aboutShuffling toward the opening Don’t make a sound!Take another breathSilentlyFind another toe hold Further up the cliff faceRain is comingDon’t let a pebble fallDon’t rouse the beast Fingers acheArms and legs need a restMuscles judderKeep moving up! Its head appearsSnout angling for scentOf preyShrink against the rock Hold tight!Fingers weakenRightContinue reading “The Beast”
Cross Over
What is on the other side?The bridge is ricketyIt creaks under my weightThe sunlight bright and clear. One foot in front of the otherThe bridge swaysThe breeze whistles pastI grip the vines for support. Cross over the chasmReject everything learnedSay goodbye to all that went beforePropelled forward by Thousands of facesSigns of connectionSatisfaction at growthPowerfulContinue reading “Cross Over”
Titan Origins (Ire)
Preparation of a novel in development. This is the mythos of the main characters.
Currently Known As McCaskie Park
How can it be so? You wouldn’t believe it if you’d not seen it with your own eyes. There’s no way I’d ever have thought it possible. These creatures, they’re not quite the same, although there’s no reason why they can’t be. It was a while ago, now, when their type first arrived. They wereContinue reading “Currently Known As McCaskie Park”
Delta Key
Experimenting with homoerotica contextualised within current communications technology format
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