Month: November 2023

  • Scatterbrain

    Today I know what I need to get done. Do a load of washing, put the dishwasher on, mow the lawns, go grocery shopping, prepare dinner, call Steve about boys night out on Saturday. Easy enough! I put the clothes into the washing machine and saw the laundry door was…

  • Death by Social Media

    I can see myself in an outer-body experience. My body lays limp by the side of the road, my phone recording still rolling. My body dying on camera. I can see it already, the likes and comments flooding in to support me. I’m going to be famous, and all I…

  • Like Eyes to the Soul (Submitted by HullaBaloo)

    Solitary stands the figure in the room before me. Judgment cast, contempt within its wandering eyes. Chastened by the sight of me: my grim complexion, my skin weathered and worn. Its face contorts uneasily. It holds no reservations, nor any such concessions. It Hates. So Unforgiving is the hatred born…

  • You Can’t Have Your Cake… (Submitted by Juicy McBurger)

    You can’t have your cake and eat it too. I always thought this to be a silly statement. Upon reflection, however it makes a lot of sense. Once you eat the cake, it ceases to be. You no longer have it. You can’t have nothing. Whilst I’m sure this provides…

  • Pantry Scroll

    Pantry, go up and show me what we have in stock. “We have 3 cans of beans and mustard.” Refresh. Show me something I can eat. “The food remains the same. No new products to load. May I suggest placing an order?” Fine. Oregano, spaghetti, pasta sauce, bacon… “That item…

  • Forgettable and Forgotten

    I’m in my head And going insane Feel no love Only pain Am I here? Or nowhere at all Who am I? Oh yeah I’m here Known me for years Forget me in a blink of an eye Make me want to cry cos I’m nothing to anyone I’m a…

  • Brick by Brick

    Life is like a house. The walls are the foundations and are made of our core values. The doors are all the opportunities that come into your life. The windows are the visions you have. Having a house without walls means there are no boundaries to how people can treat…

  • Exchange Trip to the Moon

    I get handed a flyer from the teacher about a new school exchange trip that is planned. Moon. The teacher then explains to the class that the school is going to the Moon. It will take 450 hours to travel one way. I pull my calculator out to see how…

  • Alphabetical

    Awesome!!! That’s great news about that new job you have. It suits you really well, Brittney. Boxes galore for when you move into your new house. That is not far away from happening. Chairs or couches for the living room? I reckon couches will be more comfortable for the family.…

  • Alien Tag

    Doosti can not catch me. My spaceship is faster than his. I can run and hide from him all night and far into the universe to escape being caught. There are about forty-seven of us running and chasing each other across the sky. Doosti is currently ‘it’ and the rest…

  • Wishing Into the Crystal Ball

    A crystal ball in my possession. And it tells nothing but truths. This is a lot of power and I have it clasped in my palms. ‘What to ask, what to ask?’ I repeat aloud to myself before turning my attention to the crystal ball more prominently than before. The…

  • Isolation Part 4 (final)

    I walk the ruined hallway, nothing but rubble. The prison is in a state of collapse, I figured a riot had taken place but it looks more like a bomb had hit it. I pass the guard post, the place were they control the cells from. He’s dead. A single…

  • Vivid Murderous Dreams Part 2

    I have the bathtub running as I plug my shaver into the power point. The person in the mirror is a shadow hidden behind the faces of those facing death every moment of the day. They change and pass by me quickly in vivid blurs. I see and hear everything…

  • Human Soup

    I hate the city. The size, the smell, the brands, the pretentious architecture, and most of all; the people. I’m such a fish out of water here, the one person not in on the joke, the outsider. Perhaps it’s because I grew up as a simple farm boy. My responsibilities…

  • Criminal Alibi

    ‘What the fuck is this about? I haven’t seen you in months and now the police want to bring me in for questioning. Whatever you’ve done, I want no part of. Jesus, you are stupid!’ The line is silent for a moment. Sean is lost for words and letting me…

  • Watermelon Crush (Submitted by Squirmy Duck)

    What a great day, I think to myself as I sit under an umbrella on the beach. The sun is warm, the breeze is gentle, the sea air calming. There’s a bit of sand clinging to my skin, but it doesn’t bother me. The children are chasing each other up…

  • The Philosopher (Submitted by Juicy McBurger)

    There is only one thing you can do with a degree in philosophy, and that is teach philosophy. The warning of my late parents echoed in my head. Turns out they were only half right. I can’t teach anything without a teaching degree, so I actually can’t do anything. Except…

  • You Wouldn’t believe me if I told You

    The time of day is off the clock, I feel like my lunch is eating me, I need to fuel up my push-bike and get promoted at unemployment. The sky came falling down tomorrow, and this water tastes like chicken, the traffic is jammed on an upside down footpath and…

  • Death Wish

    No one would care if I died. I don’t have the money or media attention to mean anything when I’m dead. Sure, my family may care for a little while, but who cares? I haven’t made a blip of a difference on this planet and I’ll go as if I…

  • Isolation Part 3

    I’m awake again, at least I think I am, it’s hard to tell, I have no idea how long I’ve been out for… It’s hard to tell, it could have been a day, it could have been an hour. Still nothing, no sound, no light and no food. I’m starving.…

  • Vivid Murderous Dreams Part 1

    All this blood on my hands, from crimes I never committed! The terrors that haunt my sub-conscience through the early hours of the morning, when the world is still dark. The streetlights beneath my apartment illuminate my room, barely. The screams wail in my ears of victims I’ve never met.…