Short Fiction

The Plum Currency

From the open window, Stanley Damson watched the world awaken. Cool, crisp air flooded the kitchen, and it energised him. He liked this time of day best, when the 7am sunshine stirred the world for its morning coffee appointment. The sifting breeze waited among the branches, conducting a gum leaf percussion which squeezed through the…… Continue reading The Plum Currency


A Scarred Horizon

When visiting the city, a strange sense of wonder mingles with a tainted string of anxiety. As the heavy suburbs sidle past, buildings begin to stretch into the sky, because just like the people, they step on each other’s toes to fit in. The cramped collision of life is modern and advanced, inherently safe, yet…… Continue reading A Scarred Horizon