London torn. Night and day. Sinners and angels. Debut novel by Mark A. King, available now
Three Mothers I have two mothers. The first is Mum, who dabs crumpled tissues on her eyes. She goes places to hide her weeping for my pain, for my future; but I can always tell. When she returns, her smile is too false and eyes too darkened. The second is Mother Nature, for when Mum …
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Mirror | Mirror Her paddleboat is a glorified bicycle on water. Yet it skims the mirrored surface, on dreams of tranquillity. She is leaving the shores of eroded memories, of this long and prosperous life. She envisions the sunsets of Monet. How she has lived. How she has loved. How she has taken everything, from …
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Construction Spat from the heavens. Wherever she worked in her life she felt alone – she felt different. Today would be the worst day. Under an incendiary morning sky, the skeletal frameworks of scaffolding impaled the horizon. She knew they’d be up there. In the heavens, they’d be judging her. A construction site is no …
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Judge, Dread You sit there and judge me. Perhaps, you are in your leisurewear, in the sanctuary of your home, with a glass of wine in hand, overlooking vistas of crumpled mountain and flaming sky. Perhaps you are on a bus, holding a festive bake in one hand and corporate coffee cup in the other. …
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The Silver Song of the Lark The karaoke bar was heaving, so they went to the back, where proper music could be played – through a proper record player. Let the youngsters, gangstas and Beats-wearing hipsters sing what they thought passed for music these days. Shankly sat at the bar, ale in hand, smiling. …
The Poised Pen are a writing group from Liverpool. Two of the FlashDogs (A.J. Walker and Catherine Connolly) are also members of the group and they convinced the group to hold a prize winning flash fiction competition, with the chance to appear in an anthology afterwards. There wee no prompts - just the theme of …
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Week Two of Micro Bookends, and my final submission (sadly). Face battered and numb. His bloodied hands almost fractured; skin rips as it’s shed from glove. He has seen this moment. He has seen every moment. He’s like a writer at keyboard, perfect plot in mind. He has smelled dankness of old sweat. He has …
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So, Micro Bookends was a new Flash comp launched in October. I loved the concept. A photo prompt. A mandatory first and last word (hence the bookends). A word limit. Mega hard - but highly enjoyable. This was the very first week. First, we will fight them on the beaches. That’s what he thought he …
The image was one of a chain hanging on some railings (click the link below to see the prompt). Three lines is the requirement (which is kinda hard as width of screens varies). Iron fangs protrude from the Tower, death’s doorway is Traitor’s Gate. Chained political enemies, innocents and monarchs; their blood colours stone. Now the tourists, …
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Metropolitan Dreams 