Coulrophobia* (The Girl)

The girl sits very still in the corner and wraps her coat around knees. The way she tucks her ankles up against her bottom. The way her fingers flutter through the space around her. Each thing he hopes never to forget. The body language alone should have told him. Someone who turns their back, sits …

Choices (The Girl 2)

It is mid afternoon and all is quiet apart from the odd sniper; the night's onslaught will begin in a few hours but for now the heat of the day is too much for battle. The insurgents bide their time. We are holed up meanwhile, in what is left of my uncle's garden, once a …

The Girl

He had been sitting on the bench looking out across the park when he saw the girl, a student perhaps, she looks young enough, and beautiful in a leggy, coltish way. He watches, transfixed, as she strolls across the grass. She moves between the trees, the sunlight playing on her auburn hair, her hips swaying, …