by suziquaif | May 13, 2018 | stories
It is a nice day; one of those days when even the cab drivers are apt to smile and a guy can traverse the sidewalks of the Apple, and feel good because the sun is shining and the citizens are not depressed beyond the normal. I am minding my own business on my way to...
by suziquaif | Sep 13, 2017 | stories
“The night was so incredibly beautiful, but all I saw were ruby drops in the snow and the broken wings of the murdered angel and I was scared, so scared…” His words trailed off as he sat staring at his fingers as if they were somehow unfamiliar. No longer aware...
by suziquaif | Sep 2, 2017 | stories
George leant back in the driving seat and flexed his neck to ease the stiffness creeping toward his shoulders, the tarmac slipping smoothly beneath him to become an ever-growing expanse of distance framed by the rear window of his ageing Ford Mondeo. “Thanks for...
by suziquaif | Aug 21, 2017 | stories
The hedgerows are heavy with white Hawthorn blossom and winding brambles that will soon enough bear dark fruit. I would have walked; carried my suitcase of wares through uneven meadows dotted with nodding yellow cowslips and hopped over the bubbling spring of crystal...
by suziquaif | Aug 19, 2017 | stories
Fatigue troubles him of late. It creeps up uninvited and settles on his shoulders; an unassailable weight pressing his eyelids shut. It is summer and he is young. The kitchen is filled with the aroma of baking bread and acrid coal dust from his fathers dirty pit...
by suziquaif | Jul 22, 2017 | stories
The sky had turned a nasty shade of grey, a large cloud in the shape of dog peeing up a lamppost spitting rain on the taxi windows. Not entirely a good omen. Roger was wary of omens ever since his best friend’s cat suffered an unforeseen and untimely end. He was...
