Fiction
Flash Fiction: There’s a Bird in the Garden
There’s a bird in the garden. It’s small and brown, a completely ordinary bird, but to you, it’s beautiful. Even the fleshy bits, mixing pink and brown together like the coffee your mum drinks. You wonder what happened to the bird. It looks too young to be dead…
Short Story: Reach Out
Day 1 of Captain’s Log.
Okay, am I doing this right? I’m not quite sure how this voice recording stuff works. Sorry, it’s weird to talk to myself, though I guess everyone hates hearing their own voice. Got plenty of food, plenty of water. Managed to grab a load before I escaped…