Sometimes, when a storm breaks days of stifling, sticky humidity and lightning cracks open fissures in the night sky you can hear the women of Lextalionis laughing. In the dead women’s place they laugh all the time unless of course it’s The Screaming Hour, but generally their world peals with…
Month: May 2025
The Rearrangement: a modern story
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Martin
His flat was a dump. It smelled of damp and cigarettes and grease, three day old chow mein and the sour cheese tang of unwashed man. He was sat on his lumpy, worn sofa gulping down a can of cheap supermarket lager and idly stroking his manhood. Moans and grunts…
The Rearrangement: a modern story
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The Rearrangement: a modern story
They came in great numbers these women. Ravaged and mutilated and angry. Climbing out of the pc monitors and the television screens. Out of the wooded paths and the quiet streams and the rural roads. Out of the seedy hotel rooms and the penthouse apartments. The brothels, the backstreets and…
Living well alone
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Text messaging & the art of gaslighting No.1
He bombarded her with text messages all day long. Inanities about where he was working and what he was having for lunch. Funny little anecdotes about his day. Reeling her into his life. Mildly bemused if not a little irritated at the banality of them. she gradually began to enjoy…
modern insanity
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More war, just for a change
So India and Pakistan are at war now. I can’t even be bothered to research what it’s about because I’m sure it’s centuries lengthy, boring and as predictable as rain on a bank holiday. Kashmir or something, fighting over who it belongs to. I asked our mate Google. India is…
Growing Old Wisely
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REFORM!
I was waiting with barely controlled excitement on what was looking like Reform finally getting a foothold in Thursday’s local elections. My last two votes went to Reform after voting conservative my whole life but they’d lost the plot. Living in a Pakistani colonisation of West Yorkshire I’m buried up…