Yoel He thought he was bending over backwards. Not in a literal sense, but his fingers were starting to ache, carrying the briefcase in a world full of backpacks. He thought he’d have to do something about that. His back gave a pang of pain as the train pulled out of its underground station, the … Continue reading The Monsters in our Pockets (Y – Finale)
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The Monsters in our Pockets (V – X)
Verity The car climbed the edge of the hill, the slight elevation, wheels clinging, and then it stalled. He twisted the key and the car choked, and choked, and choked. Handbrake crunch and they stepped out of the car, her and the three children. One of the boys asked him why he got to stay … Continue reading The Monsters in our Pockets (V – X)
The Monsters in our Pockets (S-U)
Sam It had been days, he thought. The moment of his life that had made everything else flutter like his stomach, the tumbling of the air through his fingertips as his guts wanted to spill from his abdomen and onto the fresh carpet. He would rest his head, eyes sticky from the days he had … Continue reading The Monsters in our Pockets (S-U)
The Monsters in our Pockets (P-R)
Paula It was morning, she thought. Most days it wasn’t but today she had a feeling in her bones. No alarm to tell her otherwise, just the closed door and the subtle daylight trying to make its way around the edges of curtains. No clock to tick and keep her awake in her bed at … Continue reading The Monsters in our Pockets (P-R)
The Monsters in our Pockets (M-O)
Mike “Could you answer the question please?” The microphone was held at the end of a small piece of metal, barely the size of a 5 pence piece. He coughed a couple of times, his throat empty, but a few precious seconds to think were all he could scramble for. “Could you rephrase the question for me?” … Continue reading The Monsters in our Pockets (M-O)
The Monsters in our Pockets (J-L)
Juliet They talked of merriment, those fools. Flailing objects into the air, in circle patterns, criss-crossing on a whim. Their hats would jangle as they danced across the tables, cartwheel, handstand, dodging the bowls of food. Entertainment was a chore for them to relish in. The kids would scream, trying to join them, hands clasping … Continue reading The Monsters in our Pockets (J-L)
The Monsters in our Pockets (G-I)
Gary Tinder date, cute face, maybe lying about her age, but definitely cute. The kind of smile that says ‘why not?’ Swipe right no fuss, get into your DMs, scrabble for the chat-up line, show I’m witty, you’re so pretty, Nando’s and a movie, groovy. I’ve never used the word groovy in my life. I say my … Continue reading The Monsters in our Pockets (G-I)
The Monsters in our Pockets (D-F)
Denise She puts a hand to the door frame, and stares into the hallway. At the other end, the letter box flaps, and papers come through its mouth. A thick wodge this time, rectangle upon rectangle. From where she stands she can see privates and confidentials, no love lost, the way that one more letter … Continue reading The Monsters in our Pockets (D-F)
The Monsters in our Pockets (A-C)
Adam They had decided to cast a vote, make it anonymous so nobody knew. Pieces of paper with ripped edges, scrawled writing. 6 Adams and 1 Dug. You can call it a leader, leading from the front, stepping into darkness, an honourable suicide. They had taken deep breathes after each piece of paper was pulled … Continue reading The Monsters in our Pockets (A-C)
AF Cowlin 