Man in the Garage – Flash Fiction – 300 words
Man in the Garage By N. M. Sirett© MAN IN THE GARAGE The back garden garage has white-washed walls, too bright for drizzle. It’s a dismal summer where everything drips. Bird notes plummet rather than…
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The Weeding – Flash Fiction (300 words)
The Weeding By N. M. Sirett© THE WEEDING The white dresser creaks under the gravity-defying weight of crockery and cheap, tasteless ornaments. Boot fair oddities barricading surface dust. The place smells of raw kidneys and…
Sky Quake
Sky Quake By N. M. Sirett© SKY QUAKE I glance up in time to see a discreet plane vanish, and sunshine needling through holes in the clouds. The ink-dark dragon reappears. It’s silver-sheened underbelly playing…
Noggin’s Nosh – in 300 words
Noggin’s Nosh By N. M. Sirett© NOGGIN’S NOSH Every day little Guy delivered a boxed head to an old woman, just outside Milton Keynes. He didn’t work for any of the biggies: Uber Eats…
All-Night Stakeout – less than 300 words
All-Night Stakeout By N. M. Sirett© ALL-NIGHT STAKEOUT I’ve been keeping tabs on the Oswalds with only a family pack of peanuts and three cans of root beer. But there’s plenty of patience in my…
Granted, Love Comes – A Poem
Granted, Love Comes By N. M. Sirett© GRANTED, LOVE COMES Love comes But it is sometimes nothing new. Love comes. It shapes us, smoothing our souls like silk on glass. Love comes. When it is…
The Music Box – A Poem
The Music Box By N. M. Sirett © THE MUSIC BOX We are organic creatures. Not permanent at all. Our conditions are not stable. The writing’s on the wall. . And still, we take for…
WEIRD TOE – in 300 words
Weird Toe By N. M. Sirett© WEIRD TOE The three-inch toe wriggled before Martha, the shoe-shop assistant, like a quivering bald moustache. A toe for the upper lip. She tried not to look at it.…
Magical Misery – in 300 words
Magical Misery By N. M. Sirett© MAGICAL MISERY Beneath my bed there’s a council of depressed magicians. I’m not sure why. I didn’t do it. I just woke up and there they were. When you…
Plain Sight – Flash Fiction 300 words
Plain Sight By N. M. Sirett© PLAIN SIGHT The old man bent to peel a loose ear off the shopping-centre floor. Tucking it inside the pocket of his beige slacks. He didn’t suspect me of…