Snap

His fingers snapped – nothing – and then his patience. He settled back in the armchair and struck the match. They would be sorry.

Noir

Young, I watched the black and white where the black and blue were shadows on night-white faces. Now, my hat is always tilted.

In a southern Spanish bar, Colin’s view is rosé tinted. And now, when Juan arrives, he dances, spins and stamps as people stare.

As we walked side by side, our fingertips brushed and a spark flew. From that moment on our relationship was no longer static.

Where Abe saw a nest, Abi saw nets. She sawed at the tangles, her hope like blunt scissors. One day, finally, her heart flew.

The 80kg bully prepared to kick sand again. This time, instead of kneeling, the thin boy showed him fifteen grams of lead.

I took the unexploded ordnance home with me from the pebbly beach. She was beautiful. She was my shell, my belle.

One by one, he swallowed the jewels
like sweeties. He smiled toothily until the largest caught in his throat. Greed is not good.

In the tent the writer of ‘The Domino Effect’ posed by stacks of his book. A step back and he was a victim of his own success.

I saw my opening and sped up. Unfortunately, so did she. Our bumpers kissed in the car park. She wound down her window and I fell.