Tag: story
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Grapes on the vine
He paces. Stone weeps at the beat of his leathery feet. Overwhelmed by a single thought. All furniture moved against the walls—no obstacles for his mind. Grapes grow on the vine; such tender fruit tempts the man. He lays his cardigan on the window sill. An extended arm reaches out the window. A handful of…
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The Architect
Sleep doesn’t take me like it used to. I lay alone in a twin-sized bed. A hole in my heart replaced childhood. Sometimes, My phone rings at night. Claire de lune haunts my dreams. I know when those keys play, you soon will follow. You twist the tale and spin me around the door handle.…
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The boy across the street
The boy across the street is standing at the edge of his roof. The heavens fall onto his shoulders. He wails into the storm. The first scream he aims at the sky—the second into his own hands. The cockerels doom call wakes the street. Bedroom lights turn on. Some men walk out of their homes…
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Clear Skies
A lively rain pours over the upstairs neighbour’s balcony. Half drawn curtains obscure the light. A half-dressed man lays on a mattress on the floor. His head falls in the centre of the room. No furniture obscures his vision down the hall. Possessive droplets drip of a ginger-haired woman. He watches through the pane of…
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Poohsticks
Four local children planned to have a Poohsticks competition. On the footbridge in the middle of St Joseph’s park. The bridge went over a small river. The first two of the four to arrive were the Twins. Timmy and Ellie. Their eyes fixed on the village clock over the park’s wall.The third to arrive was…
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Sushi
Every day same sushi different customers. A tall dark-haired woman just ordered a double portion of spicy tuna rolls to go. I wouldn’t normally approach a customer like this. My hands are getting clammy “excuse me, could I get your number?”. She stares blankly a smile creeping in the corner of her mouth. “That’s sweet…
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Ice Cream
Saturday 10 AM. The sky is clear and the sun is out. All I want to do today is sit indoors and watch old movies. Roommates feeling under the weather so I’m going to leave him be. Comfy shorts and a vest, the living room is mine. 60-inch TV, my dad’s DVD collection. Going to…
Conor Cartmell 