Short Story

  • Changed

    The skies opened and the earth looked up. ‘My friend,’ said the dry earth, ‘is trying to drown me.’ Days passed. The sky shone golden orange and the grass mounds of the south glistened, abundant in emerald foliage. The earth… Continue reading

  • Sun and Moon, Unconditionally

    ‘Sun?’ ‘Yes, Moon?’ ‘Why are the humans always so angry, do you think?’ ‘Because Moon, they haven’t realised that, like us, they have the ability to shine.’ ‘They do? So why don’t more of them shine, then? If they can,… Continue reading

  • Darling Day 14. Liberation

    Crisp walls and lavender fresh linen. It was her mother who insisted on such drastic perfection and, until now, it had never occurred to Geraldine that life had the option to be anything other than perfect. She would be forty… Continue reading

  • Fear

    ‘Sun?’ said Moon, as she wandered along the path of cloud that lead to their shared home in the sky. ‘Yes, Moon?’ ‘I’m afraid.’ ‘Of what?’ ‘Of everything. Of nothing, of…oh, I don’t know. I’m just afraid.’ Sun stopped abruptly… Continue reading

  • Sad Women (Micro Fiction)

    The arm chair she sat in had a wet cat funk to it, but Granny still sat there, day after day, moaning about how Pop never did the dishes, not a day in his whole life. ‘Old men don’t care… Continue reading

  • The Colours of Love

    Sun greeted Moon in the afternoon sky with a flirtatious splay of pink-golden mist. ‘Darling Moon. Have I mentioned, this summer eve, just how dearly I love you?’ Moon blushed. ‘No, Sun. You haven’t. But even if you had, I… Continue reading

  • Old Man

    The old man rolls out of bed at 9:45am, his silver hair dishevelled, his eyes at the watery edge of blue. He finds the girl on the couch. He says, ‘I just got back from my run and swim. I… Continue reading

  • Peace In The Sky

    Sun looked at Moon and smiled. ‘Look, Moon, here is your story,’ Sun said, as he held up a shine much like his own bright golden rays. Moon frowned, and drifted into the space where Sun held the golden droplet.… Continue reading

  • Shining Humans

    ‘Hello, Moon,’ said Sun, as he watched her rise above the sea to meet him in the orange sky. ‘Hello, dear Sun. Must we always meet like this? I’d rather hoped we might run, today.’ Sun looked at Moon and… Continue reading

  • Beautiful

    A face in the mirror; a gentle head tilt; a naked, swan neck. Her fingers find the soft of her collar bone and drift upward: chin, cheek, forehead— every part of her, delicate. Like a bird, she thinks. The mirror… Continue reading