Great Uncle Mick: is Skinny but Eats Like a Horse
Great Uncle Mick Is very skinny but eats like a horse He likes his food served very hot And he hates sitting in a draft, in case it gets cold He likes a schooner of Tooheys Old before he eats Swirling the last mouthful in the glass Before drinking it down He told […]
My Asshole Boyfriend: What Did He Do to My Washing?!
Awful, awful, awful. And while you’re at it – AWFUL! This guy is almost too much to bear. Joe seemed to be in a cheerier mood and called me several times on the phone while I was at work, with various pieces of news. He then proclaimed that he was going to tidy the house […]
Get Over a Personal Roadblock: Where to Find Your Life Purpose.
So – You’ve Reached a Road-Block. Maybe you’ve lost or quit your job, perhaps your relationship has gone belly-up, or your life has changed now that you’ve got a couple of kids and a mortgage. What if you just feel that something is missing – really missing? How do you find your life’s purpose? What’s […]
They Moved all the Desks in the Office
They moved all the desks in the office Now I sit opposite Andre I try not to cough Too loudly Because I know I can be annoying. I make lots of funny noises when I’m at work I stretch and grumble and eat apples and drink coke I wouldn’t want to sit next to me. […]
He Doesn’t Believe in Horoscopes
Even though we’re the same star sign. He thinks it’s a fad To place too much value on tiny little dots. I think that it’s fun To torture myself, worrying About what could happen tomorrow. I don’t even need to look at the sky It’s all in the newspaper Posted using Tinydesk blog app
Short Story of a Lost and Wretched Soul
The room seemed to close in as his blood was heating up. Leonard concentrated his eyes on the floor; an endless phalanx of boards stretched across the dusty view ahead of him. A pathway to nowhere. It was so hot in this room; it was so very stifling in this airless cabin. The only noise […]
Eating Disorder – A Short Story (not about me!)
This is a short story about a girl with an eating disorder. This is a short story only. I promise that it isn’t about me.
Byron Society
Boulders bullion bistro Builds bold burlap catflap cul-de-sacs Favouritism flaunts callously enticing urchins untwined Drudgery drools gaudy gallantry against backdrops of cold testosterone tamed guilt. Spring sees floundering females Folding folds of figurative fabric Formulating game plans launching locals lucid Pressure preys grabbing gears in a vengeance of tempered vehicles, voluptuous seats Bottled beers brilliant green […]
The Metatext of a (near) Maniac
It could only be described as the end. It had to be! All true fatalists eventually delve into that psychic-seeming sector of the brain and realize that the time is nigh. And now has come the time to tell the tale of the great fuck-up of my life. The end. The absolute end of all […]
My 100 Word Very Short Story
He proposed, then he took it back. I didn’t care about the church, cake, flowers, or if I would or wouldn’t wear a big dress; wasn’t important to me. I loved his strong, manly arms. Masculine energy that he was not ashamed of; in this day and age that’s a rarity. I wish he could […]