Smoko on the Steps

My brother and I used to sit on the back steps to have our “smoko” (morning tea) when we were little. We’d sit side-by-side, swinging our legs back and forth under the steps and have our little cup of tea in Winter, or green cordial in Summer, and a little sandwich and a biscuit. It…

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Little Red Sweater

As we strolled through the park hand-in-hand, I turned to my beautiful wife and silently thanked the heavens for having her by my side. Then I thought, why should I keep this to myself? “Honey, thank you for being you, I don’t know what I would do without you.”  She beamed at me and blushed…

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Seeing

Head down, in the zone, Carla still manages to keep the conversation flowing in such a fun and exuberant manner, making her clients feel comfortable and at ease. She has created her little nail salon from an old shipping container which has been restored in the shabby chic style. She has taken such care in the…

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Max vs Amelia

“Max, you are driving me insane. I’ve already forgiven you for the coffee incident. I’m sorry I was upset but it was embarrassing. It was my first day! You wouldn’t have been happy either!” Max wasn’t so sure. Amelia had been livid, staring daggers at him in the coffee shop. He considered her now. In her uptight…

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Such a Character

The teriyaki chef explained how the game worked. He spoke about chopping up omelettes and firing the pieces at our faces, while we tried to catch the eggy bits. I chanced a sideways glance at Sharon just as she turned to look my way. We tried to hold it in but it was impossible –…

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Freestyling Edge

She feels the sharp edge of darkness closing in Flashes of red pulsing almost rhythmically Each one timed with a wave of pain. Reaching out she makes a whimpering sound Too much too bear It shouldn’t be this hard. With crisp sound, foil breaks The pills slide down She slumps to the ground Sweet. Chemical. Relief. This…

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A Letter in Pink

Rounding the corner, all I could think about was getting home to a glass of wine and a hot shower. I was reaching for my phone to check the time, when my foot landed on something hard and my ankle rolled out. Down I went in an ungraceful collapse, my phone skittering away and my hands…

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