Category: Fiction
My favourite yellow friend
My favourite yellow friend He had a square shaped head The toy with mini canons on its end My yellow favourite now beheaded Next to his silver swordsman friend Between swaying towers Their skin steadily turned green On their stomach they crawled To be for the enemy unseen Far, far away from the arena Where the referee was left behind There’s more for you to read!
Late night affair
5:13 PM: A couple enters the Libertine. I greet them and bring over a menu. The man gives me a polite nod. The woman, Janet, tries to look the other way. Did you forget I work here on Thursdays. 5:23 PM: I let them chitchat for a bit before going over and taking their order. He’s the one that There’s more for you to read!
I REMEMBER
I remember my dream in which I would fly with blue wings attached to my back and watching a day pass by from the edge of a cloud. I remember the projection of a news channel on the wall in class showing the collapse of the first Twin Tower. As I stepped out into my backyard at home the blue There’s more for you to read!
Sausage and Mash
Grace entered her girlfriend’s apartment with the spare key that she was given months ago. It had a little wooden sheep attached to the keychain with the words ‘Love ewe’. They bought one for each other during their first trip together in Inverness. The white fur of the sheep had now turned into a brownish yellow with grey edges and There’s more for you to read!