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...
by Marcus | Mar 9, 2021 | 100 Words
Fear? Acid coursing through my veins and somehow pooling into the pit of my stomach. Muscles, electric but yet dead weight across my back, my neck rigid, locked into place. I dare not move my face. No twitch, nothing that could betray me. I cannot let it leak from my...
by Marcus | Feb 11, 2021 | 100 Words
When you make a choice unilaterally, it is forgivable to think: ‘No-one will care.’ When you decided to leave early that night, without saying goodbye, I am sure you thought; ‘No-one will miss me.’ You won’t remember, as I do, that we promised to be in this together,...
