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02 Sunday Aug 2020
Posted Fiction, Microstory, YeahWrite Prompts
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Posted Fiction, Microstory, YeahWrite Prompts
in06 Monday Jul 2020
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in03 Sunday May 2020
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“That’s that, then,” the Doctor said, scrubbing the last of it out from under his nails. His gloves had leaked. He wondered briefly about contamination and scrubbed harder.
“A shame,” his assistant agreed. “Well, the cleaners are coming. We’d better go.”
They locked the door, just in case.
Something moved in the shadows.
05 Thursday Dec 2019
Posted Microstory, Uncategorized
in02 Wednesday Oct 2019
Posted Fiction, Microstory, Writing
inIt’s easy to dismiss them, but don’t. It’s not all in your head.
You’ll know them when you see them, now: the ones who stand too still. Talk too long. They laugh at almost the right things. In fact, you’re probably thinking of someone right now, aren’t you.
They’re not like us.
08 Thursday Aug 2019
Posted Fiction, Microstory, Writing
in01 Wednesday May 2019
Posted Microstory
in07 Thursday Mar 2019
Posted Microstory
inIn stocking feet he stepped into the scan, raising his hands and resigning himself.
“Mister Fidel, please step this way.”
He’d call it an old war injury, the cold iron in his chest. The torn wedding photo in his pocket.
07 Thursday Feb 2019
Posted Microstory
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