The Geecologist

Scoop

Scoop

Apr 21, 2018 | Fiction | 0 comments

That evening, sometime after the advertised hour, Mr. Salter alighted at Boot Magna Halt. An hour earlier, at Taunton, he had left the express, and changed into a train such as he did not know existed outside the imagination of his Balkan correspondents; a single...
Exit West

Exit West

Apr 14, 2018 | Fiction | 0 comments

In a city swollen by refugees but still mostly at peace, or at least not yet openly at war, a young man met a young woman in a classroom and did not speak to her. For many days. His name was Saeed and her name was Nadia and he had a beard, not a full beard, more a...
Incidences

Incidences

Apr 8, 2018 | Fiction | 0 comments

The Plummeting Old Women A certain old woman, out of excessive curiosity, fell out of a window, plummeted to the ground, and was smashed to pieces. Another old woman leaned out of the window and began looking at the remains of the first one, but she also, out of...
Numbers In The Dark

Numbers In The Dark

Mar 29, 2018 | Fiction, Short Stories | 0 comments

The Man Who Shouted Teresa I stepped off the pavement, walked backwards a few paces looking up, and, from the middle of the street, brought my hands to my mouth to make a megaphone, and shouted toward the top stories of the block: “Teresa!” My shadow took...
Tenth of December

Tenth of December

Mar 24, 2018 | Fiction, Short Stories | 0 comments

HomeComing up Gleason, I had that feeling. My hands and feet didn’t know exactly what they wanted, but they were trending toward: push past whatever/whoever blocks you, get inside, start wrecking shit by throwing it around, shout out whatever’s in your mind, see what...
Scoop

Scoop

Mar 18, 2018 | Fiction | 0 comments

After an early luncheon, William went to say goodbye to his grandmother. She looked at him with doleful, mad eyes. Going to London, eh? Well I hardly suppose I shall be alive when you return. Wrap up warm, dear.’ It was eternal winter in Mrs Boot’s sunny bedroom. All...