fiction

Losing Grip

John woke up with a grenade in his hand.
That wasn’t the worst of it. His alarm said he was going to be late for work.

23 April 2020
Badass Women

Eleanor pauses in her tracks, sucking in a breath as she turns not to face the man, but the arched windows that line the passage. 
Aquitaine stretches out before her, its beauty incomparable to filthy, cramped Paris.

25 March 2020
Lonely Hearts of the Animal Kingdom

Bonjour, mon amour! I think perhaps you are the muse I’ve been searching for.

The Cherryman: The Boy from Stormwater

The first child born to a god brought the moon back.

Matrykoshka Dreams

The tiger awakens as you grip the bars and use them to propel you into a 360-degree jump.
Beads of sweat nestle on your neck and your heart swells in its cage.

24 March 2020
The Place Where the Stars Have Gone

He tells you to meet him on level six of that car park tucked behind the shops. There must be nowhere else to park at this time of night. You don’t realise it’s the rooftop.