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Chinese Whispers

‘What’s made you look so smug?’ ‘Nothing.’ ‘Sure. I know you, Morgan. Spill.’ ‘That woman over there? The one with the purple hair…’ ‘A fine arbiter of good taste…’ ‘She told her friend I look chiselled.’ ‘You?’ ‘Is that so … Continue reading

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And Death Becomes You #writephoto #prompt #flashfiction

‘Ah Death. Come in, come in. Sit, sit.’ Satan shuffled some papers and shushed the carvings on his desk which were beginning to howl in the presence of the terminal scythe. ‘Perhaps you’d pop your little doofee in the umbrella … Continue reading

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I Hate Those Meeces To Peeces #carrotranch #flashfiction

‘Why the long face, Morgan?’                                                          ‘Aunt Annette is coming.’ ‘Is she a tyrant?’ ‘No. We have mice; she hates mice. She’ll flip if I say or if she sees one.’ ‘Get a trap.’ ‘Can’t. She’ll see it and know.’ ‘You’re … Continue reading

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Dangling Mattocks: Mervin Versus Fluffikins #flashfiction

When the careers master, a man of sulphurous halitosis and infinite pomposity put him on the spot, Mervin Thomas said, ‘Plumber’. And off to plumb he went. At weekends, Mervin wrestled, glorying in his Andean biceps, while on weekdays Mervin … Continue reading

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Fruit: The Ultimate Passion Killer #carrotranch

‘How did the date go, Morgan?’ ‘It was what my old gran would have called a curate’s egg.’ ‘What did you do, Morgan?’ ‘Ate a banana.’ ‘Come again?’ ‘We went to the Peking Paradise…’ ‘Classy.’ ‘Shut up Logan. Then the … Continue reading

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The Past Is Always Present #carrotranch #flashfiction

The Past Is Always Present ‘I went to that reunion…’ ‘Told you not to.’ ‘Yeah, well you were right.’ ‘Morgan, that’s the first time you’ve ever acknowledged that I might be right. It’s good to move on.’ ‘True, but that’s … Continue reading

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Never Trust A Man Who Knows His Pasta #microcosms #flashfiction

Melanie said he has a face for voice-overs but I said I thought him handsome. Rugged I said but she she’d seen turkeys with tighter jaws and in profile she thought him a touch scrotal. He was very nice to … Continue reading

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