• bb333 commented on the post, chalkboard 6 months, 1 week ago

    UKUELE

    He walked off stage with a grin from ear to ear and his ukulele. He cocked one eyebrow at her. Sara desperately did not want to smile back. Baker was jubilant. And annoyingly handsome. She was still fuming. “Don’t bother coming the cowboy with me Sonny Jim” she said, meaning it. But as the words slipped from her mouth she realised that…[Read more]

  • bb333 commented on the post, chalkboard 6 months, 1 week ago

    Its like all of life. The most monumental events all come down to a series of tiny insignificant moments. Wendy would never have been able to guess that those few scribbled lines on a chalkboard in a convent school on the border of Chile and Peru would lead her to knowing what she now knew.

  • bb333 commented on the post, windy 1 year, 7 months ago

    CATCH

    Do you think you could catch my pain as it moves towards you? Perhaps if you were to fondle it gently, pat it like a dog, it might transform. My pain could become a bulging red love heart or a white cloud ready to float straight back past my face. If I had to guess at it though, I do not think that you will be catching my pain. I think…[Read more]

  • bb333 commented on the post, windy 1 year, 7 months ago

    BROKEN

    This came up yesterday and I couldn’t figure a thing to write. Funny how life works out. Just 24 hours later, here I am. Exactly that thing. A messy little pile of broken pieces. Promises, hopes, dreams. Poof. Gone. The only thing left of you is the phone charger you left in my socket. So at least you’ll be back.

  • bb333 commented on the post, windy 1 year, 7 months ago

    Grace dropped the instrument at her feet and listened for the sound of gunfire. Bullets echoed faintly, their whistles almost lost in the windy din of an October storm. Stalin was coming. Just as Daddy said he would.

  • bb333 commented on the post, burning 1 year, 7 months ago

    VULTURES

    You must always move quickly, she said.
    For even when things seem calm, the vultures will still be at your back.
    You can not see them coming.
    Stay alert. And never leave yourself exposed in the morning sun.

  • bb333 commented on the post, burning 1 year, 7 months ago

    LACK

    We do not lack choice. This morning for instance I could walk down to the ocean and throw myself into it, allowing myself to bob and float at its will. Or I could put my body on the bus and take it to the art gallery and stand in front of my favourite Brett Whiteley painting. Either of those things would most likely make me feel as if life…[Read more]

  • bb333 commented on the post, burning 1 year, 7 months ago

    The world fell from the sky and applied the weight of itself to her chest. Underneath it her burning heart constricted and lapsed. She wondered if the words on the screen were just words on the screen or if they were the end of her. It was hard to reconcile the two. She looked down again consuming each one carefully. Then she began to put them…[Read more]

  • bb333 commented on the post, daisies 1 year, 8 months ago

    The shadows of winter Fridays were long and purple. Their giant tendrils stretched entire length of our back yard. The tall pines over at the Whitelys refused entry to the sun almost entirely, and thats why we would find ourselves always huddled up in the very same corner, every afternoon while we waited for Mamma to come. It was the only place…[Read more]

  • bb333 commented on the post, structure 2 years, 8 months ago

    INSTRUCTIONS

    If there was one thing I remember about Missy Collins its that she was not a young woman who liked to take instructions. It wasn’t that she didn’t like learning. She had a curious mind and an often dangerous appetite for adventure, always pushing herself to new limits and trying new things. Certainly Shane Crawford had been witness…[Read more]

  • bb333 commented on the post, structure 2 years, 8 months ago

    SINKING

    Sometimes in the morning they would be tender with each other. Gentle strokes. Soft kisses. But mostly there was something animal like between them. A desperate urge on both fronts to sink into each others flesh, to push and pull at the pain and anger buried underneath and by ripping it out of the other, set it free from themselves.

  • bb333 commented on the post, structure 2 years, 8 months ago

    By the end of the summer she had transformed the entire coastline from the point at Devil’s Head right around the Bay of Saints. Where once laid piles of hopelessly abandoned flotsam and jetsam there now appeared a delicate trail of lace, with one piece of junk joined to another by way of intricately crocheted cobwebs shimmering in the coastal…[Read more]

  • bb333 commented on the post, dating 2 years, 8 months ago

    JURY

    Judgement was coming. She could feel it. She’d known this crowd for fifteen years and considered them to be firm friends, but things had felt different since the separation. She had been the only one to split from her husband and it had been, well, messy to say the least. After a brief affair with someone else’s husband she had found a new…[Read more]

  • bb333 commented on the post, dating 2 years, 8 months ago

    TORCH

    Riley flicked the pages. Harry held the torch.
    What the hell? asked Harry. Eyes wide.
    Riley kept flicking.
    No. Wait. Go back. Wha….?
    Harry couldn’t fathom the feeling. He felt his head getting hotter. It was definitely hot in here, under the covers. He ran his fingers across the page while Riley giggled in his earhole. Dear Mother…[Read more]

  • bb333 commented on the post, dating 2 years, 8 months ago

    I wasn’t exactly sure if we were dating or not until Edgar pushed his tongue into my mouth. Prior to that there’d been signs. He’d asked to walk me home after the athletics carnival and we’d stopped by the pond and sat swinging out legs above the slimey, green water. He told me about his comic collection and about how Phoebe Smart had lost her…[Read more]

  • bb333 commented on the post, clarify 2 years, 9 months ago

    The meeting of one’s self seemed to be a very tricky business. Ginny set about it in her usual diligent fashion. Each morning around nine thirty she would sit herself cross legged in the same position, by the window, face to the sun and she would breathe, slowly, purposefully, mind-ful-ly. And then in the gap between her thoughts, oh yes there is…[Read more]

  • bb333 commented on the post, silk 2 years, 9 months ago

    A bitch of day. Willie loosened his tie and shuffled, at last with a little enthusiasm, down the south end of Bourke Street past the Seven Eleven and souvlaki bar. Lizzy would be waiting for him. Tender, ripe, delicious Lizzy with her pale blue eyes and vicious humour, the dead calm in the centre of his chaotic sea. He pushed through the gate just…[Read more]

  • bb333 commented on the post, barbeque 2 years, 9 months ago

    REBELS

    She did not know if it was right to admit it but she was quite sure she loved him more than Jesus. Certainly way more than Barry. And Dear God, Peter Laylor her pitiful husband could not even come close with his balding head and bad manners. She looked to the heavens and thanked her lucky stars that God had had the foresight to allow her…[Read more]

  • bb333 commented on the post, barbeque 2 years, 9 months ago

    THERMOMETER

    When he left her, Jerry hadn’t bothered to pack the alarm clock, or his Dad’s old dictionary, or the tacky thermometer from Portugal shaped like a ships wheel or his enormous map of London. He left them all there in the presence of her being. They could have her. She could have them. He had his iPhone and the dim glow it cast over…[Read more]

  • bb333 commented on the post, barbeque 2 years, 9 months ago

    BEACH

    No kidding, insisted Sarah. I once sat on a beach and watched a hippo walk straight into the ocean.
    Billie grinned at her with his wide gappy smile, marvelling at her long brown legs and full pink lips. He was inclined to believe anything she might say.
    Naahhhhh, he goaded. Ya, couldn’ve.
    No shit Billie. It was a brown beach, with…[Read more]