Al’s lover gave him a heart monitor to wear in bed. It always sounded. The last time it covered the sound of her husband’s key.
Double
Same again pal.
Here you go.
Cheers. And again.
No worries.
Make the next one a double.
She gone again?
Aye. Gone for good.
Aye.
Cast
I was asked to cast my idea net wide, to pull in the stars that sparkled, the sequinned confetti on the breeze. I was asked to.
Stealing the country
They would not accept a crushing bloody defeat. 51-49 or 52-48 would give fire in the belly for the fight to come; 55-45 would be a hurt for a generation. 60-40? That could never happen if Scotland was honest with herself.
Robbie put his cross where his heart was and breathed out. That was it. Let that be an end to it. He folded the paper once, lifted the curtain aside and walked over to the ballot box. As he dropped the paper in, the mechanical buzzing in the box grew louder, died away again. But nobody heard. Not then.
Night in the urban park
Night in the urban park. Footsteps following. The owl screech was sharpened rusty knife sharp. The rusty knife though was silent.
S got married
Many years ago today S got married. Too young, too hasty, to the wrong person. No cake, no candles or cabaret. That was then. Things change.
Clip
Clip, clop, clippety troll!
Clip, clop, cloppety troll!
Clip, clop, clippety cloppety troll!
PLEASE STOP POSTING TO MY FEED
Gold (2)
In the land that prized gold as the colour of eyes, Jaime was a mystery. Eyes the colour of fire that burnt forever. She saw it.
Gold (1)
The golden flecks that shone through her mum’s hair were real gold. Her dad was a barber and said so. So why did he keep working?
Score
The ball leaves your boot like the flame licks the spoon. Then, when it hits the back of the net, you need to score all over again.
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