by Jude | Sep 25, 2022 | My Fiction
My parents were quite excited about the visit, luckily it was not infectious. She was going to share my room, eat into my independence; it was easy to dislike her. I had never seen grandma before; she was a voice over the phone and a face that stared back from some...
by Jude | May 28, 2022 | My Fiction
The screams split the moonlit peace, and it continued, getting louder each time. He shook behind the wheel, unable to move. He begged the screams to stop, with absolutely no faith in his supplications. They continued to kick and punch her, he expected her to die...
by Jude | Feb 27, 2022 | My Fiction
The smoke, its garish fragrance and the screams overwhelmed her usually quiet world. The red and orange flames super charged the air with their heat. She could feel her sore lungs and heard the little mewling cry by her ears. She couldn’t recognise her own voice. But...
by Jude | Feb 5, 2022 | My Fiction
If not for the hiss I would have slept through her visit again. mother was gliding effortlessly past my grandmother: the witch. I am sure she enticed her with an egg which was meant for me. Perhaps starve me out of this life. She was busy flipping the rice in the air...
by Jude | Jan 16, 2022 | My Life
This is the question. Here we go again. As if there aren’t enough sociological divisions in the world, here is the latest. As with all sociological debates there isn’t an end in sight or more alarmingly a winning camp. I thought there was. But the more people I talk...
