Author: Noelle Currie

fiction about magic 3

Prologue

Short Story   Sebastian watched Cecelia jump from the pier into the white sand of the dunes. The long sea grass bent to brush against her bare ankles as she walked. Surges of wind blew...

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Bryn’s Tale – Part One

Short Story I was nine when my parents were murdered. We lived in a small cottage in the English woods. My father worked at a hardware store in town and my mother spent her...

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More Important Than Fog

Short Story   I stepped off the porch and into the chill. It was four in the morning. Even the birds and the insects burrowing into the muck knew enough to be asleep. The...

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Beat – Part Two

Short Story And it did for a brief moment…but then the heartbeat between my ears danced off on its own, a wild gavotte entirely separate from Anna’s. I looked up to her, my heart sagging...

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Bryn’s Tale – Part Two

Short Story I woke covered in freezing dew, my teeth chattering. My first impulse was to go back home, to curl up in my parents bed, but I knew I could never go back...

poem about music 0

The Practice Room

Poem   The door is thick, at least two inches but it won’t muffle the sound. It closes on this small place, the white paint peeling, the graffiti of distracted musicians fading from the walls. I...

poem about fate 1

Church

Poem   People in church hold their hands out as if they can catch God like rain. Here I am the black sheep in a field of wolves. They salivate, their shallow eyes turned...

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To Friends Who Get Lost in the Woods

Poetry about Friends   I know why you went in The shadows stained your skin like ink The grass was woven into a welcome mat It was easy to leave your folks behind The...

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Three

Poem   I learned today that I must never have three children. One is enough to pour your entire love in to like pear nectar in to an empty glass. Two can become allies, a shoulder...

Undead Poetry 0

The Queen of Hearts

Poem   The Queen looks down, her tower piercing clouds, She beckons them to leave the woodland’s shrouds. She rests her palms on panes of moonlight glass. Come out, young dead, bare feet upon...

fiction tragedy story 0

Sneaking Away – Part Three

Contemporary Fiction Maisee died before her parents even made it to the hospital. An acute lung infection that had been misdiagnosed as asthma. There had been a fluid build up and it was too...

One Night Stand Fiction 0

Sneaking Away – Part Two

Short Story We were eleven and I loved her. I didn’t care what my friends said, or when they made kissy faces at us during recess when we held hands. She was Maisee Green and...