TO VOTE LIKE OR TWEET USING THE BUTTONS AT THE BOTTOM OF THE PAGE History tells us that Zombies can’t reproduce, but in the small town of Zombileton there resides a self aware group of Zombies that can do just that. The town started out as every other red blooded American town, but something changed ...…
If I were to die tomorrow Who could make another me? Not I, for I will be gone Nor you, for you do not know the me, that lives, breathes and exists. You know what you can see or hear, touch and smell But not that, that is the stuff that dwells, in ...…
If there were just ten words To say who I was What would they be? To wonder who I am Is profound as to be, me The public self is the one you see It’s the one I know Or like to show And when done, who is me? Is it one of ten ...…
To say that I planned the word would be a lie, it flowed to me, sweet like honey and stuck in the cobwebs of my mind, to be set free and wander into yours. So as you pick up the pen that sits on your desk, flat, dull and lifeless, consider how you could weave ...…
Bella smiled, today was going to be a good day. Her eyes surveyed her kitchen, pristine. Yesterday Bella had worked all day, making the house look like a new pin, not a thing out of place, no dust, plumped cushions correctly aligned, fresh bed linen smoothed, clean towels folded, spotless kitchen, sparkling toilets, a show ...…
It was a truly magical moment when I discovered that a new person was growing inside of me. Placing my hands on my tummy I told the growing form that life would be different, I was going to cherish and love her (and her brother to follow). What I hadn’t bargained on was getting a ...…
Admiring herself in the mirror Becci waited anxiously for the call. For 3 hours she had been exfoliating, moisturising, preening and pampering. Glancing at her new Tag, a recent present to herself, she wondered where he could be. She’s met him 2 days ago when she’d stumbled on the cobbles outside the cathedral. The heel ...…
Is it ok to have no idea about what you want to be when you grow up? I think so. If you still don’t know what you want to do, then you haven’t grown up, and by that I mean you are still in the delightful child of your life stage. Relish and enjoy, don’t ...…
We visited granddads house every summer, always the week just before going back to school. Granddad played draughts with me, he called them chequers and cackled when he won, which he always did. Every year he told me the same story about the man in Palestine and the gun, right after his victory, ‘it was ...…
Awaits the light – by Pat Malpass In this veil of tears, we should ponder more Bout life and love and is it all for Why are we here to strive and strain Choices made forever us enchain Distant visions, goals, unrealised love Tangled, entwined, reaching, yearns from above Give me answers, calm my fears, ...…