Poem: Lost Time

It may be long, it may be years, Until it's gone, but then the tears, For our brief time, how cheap we sold it, Gave our minds to touchscreen altars, Made our gods of all that shined, We fit the mould, we toed the line, Chased the pretty bursts of smoke, No sense of worth,... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 19)

He looked up at the ceiling and a plump raindrop smacked him in the eye. "Argh," he moaned, rubbing away the offending liquid. "It's raining bloody lemon juice." Victor sat curled beneath his jacket until the rain stopped, and then got to his feet. The library around him was bright again and instantly dry, while... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 18)

The cloaked figure tilted his head upon hearing Victor's voice. "Hark!" declared the figure, in a deep, overly dramatic tone. "What treacherous melody assaileth mine ears? Doth! Be it thou, Edgar?" The figure's elocution was impeccable; his grasp of language was lacking. "Forsooth, cruel fortune. Ye!" "Um... My name is Victor. I'm just, uh, trying... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 17)

He crossed the hall and went back to the bedroom he had inspected earlier, the one with the unbreakable window. He placed the lollipop on the desk, and then fished out his phone, wallet and keys from his pockets, and put them on the desk as well. Victor took off his jacket and threw it... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 16)

A distant rumbling sounded and the floor quaked beneath Victor's feet. The rumbling grew louder and shook the room. The blackboard split in two with a loud bang, knocking Victor to the ground. Through the brickwork on the wall a wide crack zigzagged down and shot out across the floor. Dust and debris rained down;... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 15)

"What?" laughed Victor. The classroom door swung shut, slamming like a gunshot. Darkness descended and the room grew unbearably hot. Victor watched in horror as the students' faces transformed into those of ventriloquist dummies, and then saw the teacher tear the skin from his face to reveal reptilian scales beneath. The sound of shrieking violins... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 14)

Victor entered the room and looked around, puzzled, as the students continued their work. There was something unusual about this classroom (besides it being inside a mansion). Soon it dawned on him. The lack of modern technology, the outdated decor, the students' haircuts—the room was displaced in time. He estimated, judging by the style, the... Continue Reading →

Short Fiction: Negotiations

It was my first overseas trip on official duty. I had been called up at the last minute to act as the Prime Minister's key adviser in Western Africa. In Senegal, after a warm welcome and sightseeing tour, things cooled at the negotiating table. Both leaders, usually calm under pressure, began shouting and slamming their... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 13)

Victor tried another open door in the hall, and entered a child's bedroom. It was large but uncluttered, containing a bed, a wardrobe, a small bookshelf and a desk. A candle on the desk cast a soft light. The room showed signs of age and use, and a stale stench pervaded the air. Victor went... Continue Reading →

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