Through the lens she finds her target.
Visibility is poor, the last of the light fading into night. A little adjusting of the focus brings her target into view. It’s taken some time, but she may be able to get a perfect shot.
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I have some flash fiction in print for the first time ever. Honoured to be alongside so many other great pieces.
Order digital and print copies here -> http://www.ellipsiszine.com/two/
Oh, and it looks absolutely lovely.
The postcard is all we have, our only clue.
It arrived two months ago, an image of a hotel, the colours nostalgic.
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She throws up into the bin, her insides lumpy and smelling of sugar.
Once done, she wipes her mouth and smiles at me.
Fancy one more go? she asks.
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Some new photos to be used as headers on the blog.
We spend our days playing in the closet.
In our imagination it is a spaceship, a doorway to other worlds, a portal that can travel through time. In the darkness we act out our fantasies, constructing the characters of our narrative. We play with the treasures that surround us – costumes in boxes, paperwork on shelves, trinkets that remind us of our parents.
We play all day in the closet, waiting for the door to be unlocked once more.
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We steal from shops.
It starts with small newsagents, one of us daring the other to take a pen or a packet of sweets. Gradually we move on to larger targets – supermarkets and corporate stores. Taking turns to steal something of ever more value, gaining the respect of our peer group.
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