Flash Fiction

By Mathilda Garrido Lucay. I sat down as a cold tear goes down my tender, fragile face, All days are balmy but today the sun is low, and I am stuck in my headspace. Bells Jingle, and angels carol chant … Continued

By Wendy Spall. The bells are jingling The carollers are singing And the lists are being made The tree is trimmed And the baubles are glistening In the fairy lights parade All children are restless They know who is coming … Continued

By Jean Pearce. Along the footpath above the row of outdoor tables, Branches heavy with gum nuts, Coral blooms drip with sweet nectar, Red and green parrots hang upside down, Peck and shriek like bartenders calling for last drinks. Waiters … Continued

By Robin Purdey. Seafood starters retro prawn cocktails in halves of avocado pink seafood cocktail sauce. Roast turkey and cranberry sauce ham diamonds studded with cloves gravy and stuffing and golden, crunchy potatoes. Plum pudding simmering in its faithful string-tied … Continued

By David Muscat. I remember the soothing hum of the oven The snicker of fat on hot plates And the tiredness that I rubbed from my eyes As I roused myself awake. I would pad softly into the kitchen All … Continued

By Ivor Steven. I’m a hand knitted woollen sock. Here’s my story from year dot. In the beginning. I started as a piece of spinning. The wool off a sheep’s back. An odd colour of brownie black. Being spun into … Continued

By Fern Smith. There was a huge roaring sound, as the wind thundered against the southeast walls, accompanied by a great beating of horizontal rain. The wild weather went on all night. Foggy brained, Treena woke to a deep silence, … Continued

By Judith Harvey. Our annual family Christmas (Kiss/my/arse) competition is set to commence. Transpiring for six years now, it’s a contest to present mum with the most favoured gift. The winner receives an afternoon of cocktails courtesy of the losing … Continued

By Shaun Treffry There’s a Christmas Party in the park for the families of local Vietnam Veterans. Dad’s hovering around guarding the BBQ like the other Vets and they’re getting into the beers. The kids are drinking sarsaparilla and lime … Continued

By Karyn Rose Baltetsch Yes, that time of the year when everyone is meant to be happy- And l tried to believe, or l wouldn’t receive. How l wish my mother didn’t tell me the truth- A ll l did … Continued