amcs :: creative stuff

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


Running late, he took a shortcut through the alley that everyone said was the most dangerous in town. Footsteps at his back made him whirl round only to realise it was those up ahead that should have alarmed him.


“Aye, one more for road!”, the words that destroyed my world tumble around my restless mind. You see, I recognised the face that bounced across the windscreen that bloody awful night - my own fucking son.