Category Archives: Fiction

Card: The Lovers

Posted on February 18, 2020 by

Keywords: union; desire; joy The sandhill crane has a unison calling; the female will call twice with a harsh howl into the open wild and the male will reply with one. The male seahorse, before bearing the child, will entwine … Continue reading →

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Card: The Devil

Posted on February 18, 2020 by

Keywords: addiction; negativity There is a blackboard in the kitchen on which they write the difficult questions. In brilliant white chalk, one will write a note to the other, usually when they’re not in the house to find it. There … Continue reading →

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Card: Justice

Posted on February 17, 2020 by

Keywords: decisions; karma He keeps 7.7 billion wheels spinning at once. They are of different sizes, as are their results, but each one will grow with time. The room around him is striped in light and shade and sometimes grey … Continue reading →

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The One Who Got Away

Posted on February 15, 2020 by

Apart from funerals Nicholas hadn’t been inside a church in years, yet he made the sign of the cross whenever he passed St Joseph’s on his way home and thought of his daughter. He’d never considered the world such a … Continue reading →

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Beyond the tipping point

Posted on February 12, 2020 by

We stowed the first one under the rose bush; Mike swore the blooms that year were the best he’d ever grown. We dismantled the swing to bury the second, the kids too fixated on their screens to care. But I … Continue reading →

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The New Gods

Posted on February 11, 2020 by

Everywhere you go, there are gods new and old. Fat little house gods, born of happy homes and plump with domestic worship, to be cupped in prayer like dumplings. Elephantine gods of wisdom at the heart of every library, with … Continue reading →

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Abiding Undertakers

Posted on February 8, 2020 by

Sister Nancy and I are running out of corpses. A mortuary needs steady supply. Some say it’s our lack of technology. Or we’re too Victorian in ambience. We like preparing the dead for the peace. Hearing stories of heroism and … Continue reading →

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