Prediction 2

When I felt the cold sour surge of déjà vu, I knew that I would write ‘Prediction’. The silent man put the mask on my face again.

Prediction

Cerys saw it coming from a way behind her. It whizzed, it whirred, it spun and sparked. She caught the idea and held it tight.

The man dragged the holdall through the playground and into the school. Nobody spoke. Later, people said he looked quite normal.

-Remember, our wedding bed was a living olive tree whose roots still drew deep into the earth….
-BUT WHERE WERE YOU LAST NIGHT?

The gulls down the chimney sounded discordant brass, the foxes ripped cardboard with a wettened yell, the crack of dawn drummed

We argued about words.
-Wear blue pants.
-Under my black trousers.
-Sidewalk.
-Pavement.
It was like a scene from a movie.
(film)

Jay sighed as he turned his phone off forever. Getting recognition or fame for writing competition stories in 140 characters? It was a myth.

The pilot swore as the kids shone laser pointers at his plane. The kids couldn’t hear him but smiled as they pressed the trigger.

On day one at the zoo, James fell asleep during training. Now his dreams are full of what he’ll do in the event of a fire llama.

He shouted. She reflected back his anger. He wondered, incongruously, if anger was wave-form or particle. Waves overcame them.