Posted in Micro Fiction

The Tattoo



Posted in Drabbles

Guava Juice 


“What you got there Jimmy?”

“Guava juice mate.”

“Guava juice! You’re drinking guava juice! Please tell me you’re joking.”

“It’s no joke Billy. I’m telling you mate, this stuff is dynamite. You should try it, amazing stuff it is. One glass of this and the women in this place will be all over me. Watch.”

Billy stood and watched as his friend knocked the drink back in one go. Within minutes blood oozed from his eyes and ears. Every woman in the place, young and old, turned and stared at him. Then, in a wild frenzy, they charged, fangs glistening.


Day 11 of my Drabble Project (100 x 100 word stories in the month of October).
Story 30.

Posted in Poetry

I Am Vampire

daytime sleeper
darkness creeper

neck nibbler
red-eyes starer

shape shifter
garlic avoider

agile mover
reluctant swimmer

sharp fangs owner
red blood dribbler

no shadow caster
human watcher

sunshine snoozer
moonlight mover


This poem is made up of ‘kennings’ and is based on the poem below called ‘I Am Hamster’