I have to raise my fee
I don’t complain really… but I really need an upgrade. I need a larger vessel. I need a helmsman and some hands on deck. The line of customers keep growing. […]
Category Archives: flashfiction
Anything but home
“This will do, it’s not home but it’s got a roof.” “How do we get in?” Jimmy knew the answer. He could climb. He could fight the grease and rats […]
Clearing out the cobwebs
Alone again. Yesterday his youngest son had married. His son belonged but Muhammad had been too preoccupied with family to grow his own roots. His suburban apartment echoed with Yasmin’s […]
A good day to die
Tumbleweed — like me, he thought, we both keep moving. He should have been in town by now. Alejandro took another sip from his almost empty water-bottle. Two days since […]
Dear Anne
There used to be a scaffold here. Where blood has spilled the grass is greener. Beheading was at dawn, a sword for noblemen and axe for all the rest. An […]
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