life – Page 2 – Paul Andrew Sneddon

Best Days

This is part one of my story ‘Best Days’ Blue sky high above as the last shadows of night fade away.The ﬁrst warm rays of the sun. Two birds in a dance of life.Together. One moves in front, then the other.Sweeping low down over the shared garden behind the ﬂats,past last night’s BBQ and wineContinue reading “Best Days”

Election Season

Ah, fuck. It’s election season. That means our lesser-spotted representatives will be turning up in the neighbourhood. Only time you see them. I’ve put the old boy’s socialist sign back in the window. There’s a knock at the door. I look through the blinds. There is a guy standing there. All flash. New suit. HairContinue reading “Election Season”

Two Doors Down

‘Two Doors Down’ is a song I wrote a few years ago now. I was thinking about the song when I wrote this story the other day. Content note: This story includes mild violence, crime themes, and adult references. I check the street behind me. So many faces, but none I recognise. The city hasContinue reading “Two Doors Down”

Moments

This is the companion to ‘Shelter.’ Music breaks the silence. I sit for a while and just listen to the music, They are playing a blues in A. Bobby points to another guitarand to me. I pick up and put the guitar strap over my shoulder.I touch the strings; it’s mic’d up. Through a littleContinue reading “Moments”

Shelter

A coffee. Rain on the roof. A quiet moment by the sea. I sit in the shelter with my coffee. Black. The rain is my company as it is falling steadily on the shelterroof. I can see one guy walking out on the beach with a dogrunning loops around them, but there is no one else here.You comeContinue reading “Shelter”