Miserable Bastards Part 10 I’m walking back down the road, under the street lights, box of pakora under my arm. The silences, now only broken by the occasional bus rolling down the street. I’m back to the bar, through the old wooden door. Feeling like Norm. Bam, Mikey and Frank are sitting at the barContinue reading “Beer And Pakora”
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Book Lovers
Part 9 of the Miserable Bastards Series Her flat is nice. A book lover’s flat. There are books everywhere. In the hall, living room, kitchen, bathroom. The whole place smells of books. She is smiling as she laughs at me coming from the kitchen and offering me a glass of wine. “I thought you workedContinue reading “Book Lovers”
(Near) Death in the Alley
Part 8 of the Miserable Bastards Series The streets are bright, feels like walking out into a spotlight. Feels like the volume level has gone up, like I’ve just taken off my headphones. Buses, cars, people, movement, energy. Fuck, I’m moving to a different beat. I walk over to the wall and watch the riverContinue reading “(Near) Death in the Alley”
The Ghost
A tale of blood, shadows, and spite by Paul Andrew Sneddon Blood on the PavementThese empty streets. The crowd is gone now. Taste of blood in my mouth. Doors closed. Curtains drawn.The police car parked down the road.Siren flashing.Rain pouring down.The detective.Empty Eyes.My father’s man.His blade.Will do what he is told.Always has. Always will.Taste ofContinue reading “The Ghost”
Christmas Miracle
Part 7 of the Miserable Bastards series Mikey is returning like a conquering hero, arms high singing the Rocky theme tune.This is lost on Bam, she’s never seen it. “Alright smart arse,” she says. Frank is serving up another whisky. Suddenly there is movement at the end of the bar.Pat stands up.Wobbles.Wobbles.And down he goes.StraightContinue reading “Christmas Miracle”
Paul Andrew Sneddon 