The teacher, Henry Goode, was the first to see the car, and this is his story. He staggered that evening under the weight of year 12 assignments, his laptop and a half-read novel that would remain half-read. The briefcase that had belonged to his [Read more...]
Plagues are the things of higher powers, and what has reigned down on Huntington over the past decade is corporate might of the most heinous kind, in a place where everyone is supposed to be free.
They laughed, uneasily. Every hour one or both looked out their kitchen window. The car remained parked, most likely with the man inside, but from the first floor of their space-age block they could not be sure.
‘Your soul is more important than your body,’ Sister Beatrice said during religious instruction. ‘Your soul is your connection to God. Like a tidy house you must keep it clean.’
Giving up is such a long, slow slide,
something Icarus knew nothing about,
he fell so fast there was barely time
to lose faith in youth or flight.