Zedlist – Part Twenty
“I think we need to talk, Charles.” Valerie said, getting up from her seat by the window, she gave her husband a look that Kevin couldn’t quite decipher. Kevin was left sitting on the...
Author: Lucas Howard
Tasting Wine
When getting wasted tasting wine, you’re clearly never wasting time. Choose to spit and waste it, fine; as long as you’re not tasting mine. more by LUCAS HOWARD Photograph by Emanuel Feruzi
Zedlist – Part Nineteen
“That’s exactly what they want you to believe, they’ve brainwashed you, mum.” “I won’t listen to any more of this nonsense, if you carry on you can go to your room”, Valerie said. “I’m...
Zedlist – Part Eighteen
Kevin found himself at the top station. The weather was dull and wet, creating a bleak scene over the village of Edenbridge. It is one of those semi-rural areas, close enough to London to...
Tempestuous Sea
I sailed a sea of dreams in hope to find a heart so pure, and free of crippling doubt. I had her pictured in my restless mind, before I knew to wake and seek...
Zedlist – Part Seventeen
“The revolution will not be televised.” Kevin said, “No one ever said anything about it not being broadcast on the radio. Think about it, it’s the perfect medium. No one needs to know who...
Fucking You Should Come With a Hazard Sign
Fucking you should come with a hazard sign. My skin is broken easily and your nails draw blood. I have a high pain thresh-hold, but don’t like the look of the whip selection in...
Zedlist – Part Sixteen
Alex sat waiting in the front room, what he was waiting for hadn’t been made entirely clear. Kevin had been upstairs all day, but had asked him to be in. At seven thirty, almost...
Lonesome Suburb
I see young families growing old, See the plot-lines of their lives unfold. I am a Lonesome suburb. I see wives in four wheel drives and question the reasons for their size. I am...
Zedlist – Part Fifteen
Colin was standing on a pebbled beach looking out to sea, wearing only a pair of skimpy swimming trunks, his pot belly exposed and sun burnt nose resembling an overcooked cocktail sausage. The warm...
