amcs :: creative stuff

A collection of the assorted bits and pieces that make up a life.

Nothing

“There’s nothing in the damned cupboard, now go to sleep!” “That’s right,” cooed the strange voice once Mum left the room, “there’s nothing in here at all.”

Road

I’ve been on the road for months now, town to town, city to city, and no one seems to see me. It’s as if I’m invisible, or dead, or…

Mother

He never knew what woke him that night. But there was no mistaking his mother’s demented face as her clawed fingers reached down to steal his breath.

Segments

I - Parakeet I looked down from my tree and saw a large, furry animal feeding upon the remains of a smaller but equally furry animal. At first I felt sickened but quickly mastered the urge. “Nature must run it’s course,” I declared. “Cobblers!” the green and red parakeet I shared my perch with exclaimed Silence enveloped us once more and we watched the red sun sink slowly beyond the distant horizon.