Category: Story – fiction
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swamp abyss
the weight of the world, the dejection of a thousand, thousand souls sat on his back, desolation surrounded him. he was in a bad place, the baddest of places, on a rock floating in a swampy abyss of nothingness. but even in his pit of despair, he was not alone and as he felt the…
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raindrops
It was the rain I missed most. Growing up in Ireland you certainly got used to the soft days, the showers, the heavy downpours and torrential rain. I remember one summer; I must have been ten or eleven. It rained every single day for the entire summer holiday, then the first day of term; bright…
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newsday
She was crying. Not pretty tears, red swollen eyes, her nose full of snot, running freely as the tears. She sat staring out of the window, oblivious to the world going on outside. People were beginning to get up and out for the daily grind. Mr Boyson was having trouble starting his motorbike directly opposite,…
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cruisin’ 4A disaster
Looking back he couldn’t think of one thing that led him to rifle through her handbag. It was a number of things, or a culmination of things that brought him to that point. Afterwards, of course, he felt justified because he found what he suspected. In this age of electronic messaging and texting, only his…
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the quilt
The pieces lay strewn across the floor. Lottie tried to get the colours balanced. She tried to get the shapes in order. It was too much, she was not her Grandmother. Granny Gwendoline was so accomplished in all homecrafts but she was especially fond and gifted at quilting. The Institute of Women often asked Gwen…
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duck down dead
It was never an innocent escapade, guilt was written all over it. He could not justify or rationalise his actions although full of bluster he tried. There was always an agenda with him, sometimes out in the open but most often secret and undisturbed by the gentle prodding of his victims. From the time he could do the…
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Pastimes
Before. When she thought of her life before. She tried not to, many days she hadn’t even the faintest pull to the past but then there would come a day like today. A day when the past blew through the molecules of her body and she collapsed in on herself. An implosion is how she…
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Celebrity
The sun was setting as the plane landed in Los Angeles. The cabin was infused with a golden orange glow. Celebrity hoped this was a good omen and squeezed Wayne’s arm to waken him. Security took forever, Celebrity’s newly coiffured hair was becoming limper than the lettuce left forgotten at the bottom of the crisper.…
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Mary{morrigan}
2011 “You are so stupid!” her mother was screaming at Mary. Mary was picking up pieces of delph. Mary’s brother was stood to the side smirking and her step-father was giving her one of those looks, those ‘I’ll see you later’ looks. This was Mary’s life; her brother caused trouble for which Mary got the…
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baby{blues}
They woke together on Saturday as the sun spilt in through the gap in the curtains. “Mmm, she slept all night,” Carys whispered smiling as Jake, her husband planted fairy kisses all over her head and shoulders. Kisses that barely became kisses before floating to another area. “Will I go check on her?” he asked…
Asset Based Community Development meets Church 