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This notion of a fire

This notion of a fire

by | Oct 31, 2016 | G, Gareth Spark, Short Story

Dane Franklin lived in the far side of the forest close to where the tall, black pines shaved down to the moor as hair shaves down to a skull. He lived in the remains of an old caravan with his sister, Suzanne, who had, over the years, turned more than a little crazy....
The Guests

The Guests

by | Oct 31, 2015 | G, Gareth Spark, Short Story

I find them living in the woods, a girl, a barefoot man and a woman wearing a paper crown. They’ve set up a dining table in a muddy clearing between the greasy trees and stare at each other through the late October twilight as a light rain falls. A caravan the...
The English Dark

The English Dark

by | Oct 13, 2015 | G, Gareth Spark, Short Story

She’s quiet now, Goodwill’s girl, and I’m glad for it. I’m sitting in the upstairs of the cottage looking out of the window at the great burning flat land running down to the coast and the sun’s like a gold sovereign over the water of the...

Ghosts

by | Sep 25, 2014 | G, Gareth Spark, Short Story

I was sure Tommy had killed his Dad that morning, but I wasn’t going to let that ruin our day; the old bastard probably deserved it more than most anybody else I knew. +++++Tommy’s old man was a hooligan, a meathead who knocked around with my own Father...

American Tan

by | Jun 25, 2013 | G, Gareth Spark, Short Story

By now, the coppers have the farmhouse surrounded. They shout something through a bullhorn but the last shot took out my hearing and all I pick up is the dull sound of a voice, not words, just the drone of authority beneath the ringing of my busted ears. +++++My...