This is genuine flash fiction, or ‘rash fiction’ as I prefer to call it, written during some down time at work. Four separate shorts, four very different topics. Enjoy.
I’VE SEEN HARDENED men in flak jackets take bullets like paintballs. Those same men have been wearing bullet proof jackets, and mowed down by words, without a scratch on their skin, injuries internal.
DISTRACTED AND STRUGGLING to stay in the conversation.
TV is on. Phone is on. Tablet on. Lights. On. Broadband – blue light. Yes, on.
Brain well and truly off.
Whatever you just said, record it and I’ll get back to you later,
through anti-social media.
Facing a Jake La Motta raw
Pieces of bone held together,
By flesh, as the floor, helped
Nobody saw, so nobody broke the law
On the deserted street in the loneliest war.
NO REGRETS – at least
the ones I haven’t grown to detest
Often they are, the people I have
known the best.