| The Olive tree on Ataturk Caddesi.
| | I could smell rain, or maybe it was the freshness of her morning shower on her skin. I sighed. The olive tree was a mass of captured souls, wrung and fused together, etched into the perfumed bark.... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 19-10-08 |
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| A moment of infinite now
| | Ekin: the wheat before the harvest. Her smile was sun-gorged berries, feet planted in the Aegean,... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 19-10-08 |
| Words: | 185 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| State of Mind
| | I am finally awake in the dream. Lucid, I see the sun rise over the sand, its rays caress waxy lemons, gnarled olive trees, and blossoming vines. Butterflies sail, navigating between sun and shade,... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 19-10-08 |
| Words: | 1383 | | Comments: | 11 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Babel twins
| | Ripples of knowledge spread through his mind as he lay the charges. Above him thousands of fleshy... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 19-10-08 |
| Words: | 270 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| The Minator awakes
| | They walked barefoot, as if a current carried them, along the sun baked shoreline to where their... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 17-10-08 |
| Words: | 303 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Throw Back
| | 'What is the opposite of truth?' It was her final question.... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 17-10-08 |
| Words: | 2160 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Myndos
| | A thousand urchins spike the tide... | | Words: | 35 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Tall Sky
| | I slip my hand to yours... | | Words: | 42 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Altai (edited) With thanks to Mr Boonrassi
| | Yuri Patenko stood gasping, rooted to the floor. In the middle of his largest shed, strangers in bio-hazard suits were slopping gasoline over everything. His birds were running into each other,... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 29-03-08 |
| Words: | 596 | | Comments: | 14 | | Status: | Public |
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| Here I Go Again
| | You were there last night, between my eyelids, deep inside.... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 26-03-08 |
| Words: | 205 | | Comments: | 14 | | Status: | Public |
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| Taking Life
| | I am one... | | Words: | 134 | | Comments: | 16 | | Status: | Public |
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| Mine
| | Rancid the letters in my mouth... | | Words: | 100 | | Comments: | 12 | | Status: | Public |
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| Fake
| | Cream... | | Words: | 121 | | Comments: | 12 | | Status: | Public |
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| Self Seeking Grub
| | Sliding on the hot buttery mirror... | | Words: | 143 | | Comments: | 6 | | Status: | Public |
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| Me, yeah.
| | I am one... | | Words: | 140 | | Comments: | 6 | | Status: | Public |
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| Sleeping in the Snow
| | A charm of finches clattered amongst the dry branches, making her companion nervous. Zoë heard nothing, observing only her friends sudden stillness and twitching ears. ‘Here little one, have some... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 15-02-08 |
| Words: | 2535 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Tube
| | A cylinder pushed up silently before us through the orifice in the ornate paving. A molten sand construction of such clarity that I marvelled involuntarily. Light played off its polished curves and... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 15-02-08 |
| Words: | 2036 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Only As You
| | I am this person for a thousandth time - fire and water - a loaded mind Time after time - product placement in a Universal design Playing over and over a scene I cannot quite grasp - and yet I know it... | | Words: | 380 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Mask
| | The windshield was spattered with the spent corpses of tiny shattered machines. Their limbs and... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 14-02-08 |
| Words: | 171 | | Comments: | 7 | | Status: | Public |
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| Gloom
| | Christmas shopping; a frenzy of badly driven trolleys and snaking lines of winking brake lights and exasperation. Coloured eyes strung over dead trees flashing from window to window illustrating... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 14-02-08 |
| Words: | 1717 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Public |
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| Skara Brae
| | Lunging, he waded through the icy cold waters of boiling sea, gasping for air. Flailing, staggering, pushing at the tide. Huge muscular waves crashed on the virgin white sand, clawing for purchase,... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 14-02-08 |
| Words: | 1226 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| Time is Contagious
| | My vision blurred. I shook. God was cocking his fuck me gun. The ratchet echoed through the purple hollows of my consciousness. I could almost feel the target freshly tattooed on my back and the... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 14-02-08 |
| Words: | 2833 | | Comments: | 16 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Late for the Sky
| | The words had all been spoken And somehow the feeling still wasn't right Still we continued on through the night Tracing our steps from the beginning Until they vanished into the air Trying to... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 14-02-08 |
| Words: | 2129 | | Comments: | 7 | | Status: | Reader |
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| The Atavist
| | 'What is the opposite of truth?' It was her final question. 'Dishonesty', I said, marveling at how uneducated this little foreign woman was. Surely it was obvious? I tested the head restraints again,... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 14-02-08 |
| Words: | 2160 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Public |
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| Hope Machine
| | So? Sweat prickled at her hairline. So I wanted to tell you. His eye protectors slipped aside. Tell me? She balked at the familiarity and his gaze. That it will be alright for you to leave with us.... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 14-02-08 |
| Words: | 500 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Public |
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| Winter
| | It felt as if ants were nesting behind my eyes. I could feel their mandibles and tiny sharp feet. The taste of vomit was still on my lips, and slowly slipping from my nostrils into the back of my dry... | | Flash Fiction | | Genre: | Sci-fi | | Updated: | 14-02-08 |
| Words: | 456 | | Comments: | 10 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Past
| | You looked back and smiled… I felt we were in a house over looking the Aegean, the scent of wild rosemary and lavender inter-lacing with the warm breeze. I had returned with Alexander from the East,... | | Words: | 447 | | Comments: | 10 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Future
| | I can still feel your breasts press against me through the fabric of your blouse, the magnetism of your fingers as they surreptitiously play over my neck. The smell of your hair as my face lays upon... | | Words: | 467 | | Comments: | 7 | | Status: | Reader |
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| The Northern Star
| | ‘Do you think anyone saw us?’ She whispered, wiping the dreams from her eyes. ‘I don’t think so.’ He smiled reassuringly, looking into their depths. How he adored her. ‘There were no... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 14-02-08 |
| Words: | 1871 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Public |
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