Midnight. Midnight is gone. Deep into the heart of the night. Just speeding through the nighttime, past where the streetlights end. The road is quiet.Got to get home.Police cars burling past me down the dual carriageway. Lights flashing as I slow down a little.Stop at the petrol station and fill up. The lady behind theContinue reading “Midnight is Gone”
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The Climb
⚠️ Trigger Warning: This is a story of survival, but it includes themes of depression, suicidal thoughts, self-harm, and emotional distress. Please read with care. If these topics affect you deeply, know that you are not alone. National Suicide Prevention Lifeline (U.S.)Contact: Call or text 988Website: 988lifeline.orgDetails: Available 24/7 for free, confidential support for mentalContinue reading “The Climb”
Ashtrays and Sunlight
Sitting in the back booth, the smell of coffee rolling through the place.I’ve been here for a while. In the silence.The jukebox is playing softly, the piano has been drinking, not me.Do they have jukeboxes anymore? Is this a dream?Suddenly a figure appears. Haunted, hands bloody. Checking its watch.“Times short.”Then he’s gone.I hear a soundContinue reading “Ashtrays and Sunlight”
Rain and the Black Crowes
The rain fell steady that night. He opened the window and could feel the moisture in the air. He turned the lights down low and listened as nonfiction drifted out from the speakers. The acoustic guitar, bass and harmonica all drifting in together. He put down his phone and sat on the floor at theContinue reading “Rain and the Black Crowes”
Three Alarms and a Dream
It’s always interested me when you hear about people getting up at the very early hours for work or self-improvement. I’m more of a night person. I’m sitting here writing this at 2am. It got me thinking about someone really desperate to emulate and join the ‘5am club.’ *** I’m setting three alarms for 5amContinue reading “Three Alarms and a Dream”
Paul Andrew Sneddon 