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Last Train

I dream of a time to come,
when white horses will pull themselves from the earth
and gallop across the green hills once more.
Carrying riders to an everlasting sunset, 265 more words


Nesting is real 

So it is a well known fact mothers-to-be really should stay calm. Having already come to quickly understand that feelings of loss and resentment are a natural response to being pregnant…I now have another lesson to rapidly learn- all those little things which have annoyed you about your living situation now become huge! 436 more words


The Human Condition

Make love violently,
Give war a chance,
Cheat on your brother,
Like you don’t give a damn.

Give up on freedom,
Let the hungry starve, 35 more words


Me, me, me, me, me

It shocked me to find out that I have absolutely nothing to say that isn’t related to this goddamn disease recently. I’ve become such a self-centred bore for example that my best mate was over from America where he now lives and not only did I TOTALLY forget he was still in the same country as me for once, after he reminded me and asked if he could come visit the best conversation 176 more words


She spent almost an hour with me and all I heard were, “He never…like my dad. He never… like my brother. He never…like my in-law.” All I could conclude was, “Why don’t you go marry your dad? 772 more words

Short Story

...And Nothing More

The nonsensical of knowing… there’s this feeling that I have, that nothing is as it should be, that we’re not quite there, where we should be. 91 more words

Valentine's Day

Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly challenge presented by my old friend Al Forbes.
The idea is to write a short story (200 word max) inspired by what you see in his picture (below). 249 more words

Sound Bite Fiction