Short stories
Red house
For the first ten years of his life, he saw things only in black and white. His mother passed on in childbirth, as was common among women in poor households. But she did leave in him a pair of eyes …
Outside The Walls
When the large metal door slid open, he saw for the first time the open field that surrounded the complex. He was first transported here in an enclosed space at the back of a van, in a state of disbelief…
Sound
Tim flicked a blue marble into a red tin bucket and the clank made him wince. He touched his ears and found the devices and rotated the controls, then he tried again with another marble. This time it sounded just right; he could hear it no longer. …
Annie’s loss
Annie is seven and has upwards of twenty siblings. Her older siblings know with precision where they themselves were born, which is often one hospital or another that's named after a Saint. …
Hangdemon
All fourteen of us were assigned a number; a lucky draw that didn't come with much luck, because whoever got the highest number would die first. None of us knew that. …
The business of lemonade
Four little heads petalled around a torch erected in the middle, each with a pencil and a piece of paper, scribbling something. Heads turned one way then another, looking for ideas to steal. …
The noon train
The young man woke up in a ragged armchair to the flicker of a candle lantern—an abrupt awakening of one who had fallen asleep against his will. It had been…