Municipal Misgivings
Posted by Christopher Bean on May 15th, 2024 in Flash Fiction
Dustmen The dustmen come every Friday. Residents put their trash out the night before. We neither see nor hear the bin men, but the Council ensures our refuse is taken to the dump next to the old Art Deco cinema. I saw Old Lady Slippers and her ancient husband in the new movie at The Gaumont this week! They disappeared …
Stone Snitch
Posted by Christopher Bean on Sep 20th, 2023 in Flash Fiction
Childhood memories often come complete with a hazy, nurturing comfort, but even the best ones carry a burdensome, bittersweet aftertaste.I’d forgotten all about that summer in Kent at the Bloemfontein House, and the foul drinking water. What I do recall is Rex Bloemfontein’s diaries. Slick, greasy things bound in a cheap, ersatz leather; wild cursive loops and bowls exalting his …