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Submitted to Contest #335
Brady Barracks Military Office. 1980. “Why don’t they ever clean these shelves, George?”George shrugged. She expected musty smells and silverfish when she sorted through old filesA comfortable feeling. “I suppose the dust must be antique now.”“Just like this office. Not even computers here..” George laughed.‘All the things we didn’t learn…before we took this job!’ The thin soldier pointed to the sagging shelves. “Just because we’re Army, we’re not supposed to have taste? I mean…Look at the decor!”He caressed the government gloss smudged thi...
Submitted to Contest #291
Take 1.Pushing through the throng of suit jackets, the smell of sweat haunted by stale aftershave. The bar was crowded. A typical Dubai drinking hole for advertising and film people. They called it the Red Lion, pretending that it was the same as you find in England. Except it wasn’t. Like the city, it was faux, built on dreams and hopes, rising from dry dusty sand. Like a film set. Glittering on the inside, hollow on the insideIt was my escape, this Las Vegas in the Middle East, a haven for a film director. Being busy, pushing for the ...
Submitted to Contest #256
Rhodesia declared a unilateral declaration of Independence from Britain in 1965 to avoid black rule. A bush war erupted. Black freedom fighters attacked the white Rhodesian forces for control of the country which they called Zimbabwe. Men and women were enlisted. Mixed race people could work with whites, even though they had a ‘black African’ mixed heredity. Brady Barracks. Bulawayo. Rhodesia. Africa. 1973 The stark sunlight outside was flat. Like another world. The tar shimmered through the dwarf marigolds at the base of t...
Submitted to Contest #255
Rhodesia declared a unilateral declaration of Independence from Britain in 1965 to avoid black rule. A bush war erupted. Black freedom fighters attacked the white Rhodesian forces for control of the country which they called Zimbabwe. Men and women were enlisted. Mixed race people could work with whites, even though they had a ‘black African’ mixed heredity. Brady Barracks. Bulawayo. Rhodesia. Africa. 1973The stark sunlight outside was flat. Like another world. The tar shimmered through the dwarf marigolds at the base of the ...
Submitted to Contest #233
Take 1.Pushing through the throng of suit jackets, the smell of sweat haunted by stale aftershave. The bar was crowded. A typical Dubai drinking hole for advertising and film people. They called it the Red Lion, pretending that it was the same as you find in England. Except it wasn’t. Like the city, it was faux, built on dreams and hopes, rising from the sand of dry dusty life.It was my escape, this city, a haven for a film director. Being busy, pushing for the next job, networking was the way to fill life with money and meaning. From t...
Submitted to Contest #231
Rhodesia declared a unilateral declaration of Independence from Britain in 1965 to avoid black rule. A bush war erupted. Black freedom fighters attacked the white Rhodesian forces for control of the country which they called Zimbabwe. . Brady Barracks. Bulawayo. Rhodesia. Africa. 1973 “Why don’t they ever clean these shelves, George?” George shrugged. She expected musty smells and silverfish when she sorted through old files A comfortable feeling. “I suppose the dust must be antique now.” George giggled, clicked shut the mottl...
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