by Marcus | Jun 28, 2021 | Stories
It is a cold Saturday lunchtime and I am sitting in her crappy car, watching them in the rear-view mirror as she flinches and moves away from him. All things being equal, I’d rather be at the pub, I think I’m done with this. She hands him the manila envelope. He is...
by Marcus | Jun 28, 2021 | 100 Words
We saunter blithely through this endless space, Where we have no right to be. Collecting cluttered, contradictory noises, That in some Utopia might be cohesive. Choice. The outcome of bad decisions. Imagination,...
by Marcus | Jun 27, 2021 | 100 Words
Tired, aching and lonely, staring forlornly out of the grey window pane, watching the rain batter the glass on this bleak, forbidding day; he realised that it was his most fundamental task, and the most powerful gift, to be able to create life, summon the sun and...
by Marcus | Apr 6, 2021 | 100 Words
Remember that time when they lost it? You reeled from their onslaught and had to stop reacting with resentment? You had to tell yourself that it said more about their state of mind that it did yours, that it was a reflection of where they were, not of where you are?...
by Marcus | Mar 10, 2021 | 100 Words
Is it the critic who counts? Pointing out where the doer of deeds could have done them better? Or the one who is in the arena? Face marred by dust, sweat and blood, striving valiantly, coming up short again and again? Because, truly, to strive to do the deeds with...
