Mr Morden’s Tree

So pleased that my thousand-word-sentence / flash fiction piece ‘Mr Morden’s Tree’ has been published in Oblong Magazine, a flash fiction journal based in Brixton:

…this was what he did, plant trees, though there was no point, really: trees grew of their own accord, as they had done before the first bald, bickering apes descended from their branches, and they would do so long after the extinction of this interloping species, a thought that gave him some satisfaction in those moments when he accidentally read the headlines, or someone tried to speak to him, as the man next door almost did at that moment, catching a glimpse of Mr Morden’s hat dipping as he pushed and twisted at the ground, desiccating it and slicing through fat earthworms with the point of his shovel, which brought a comment to the lips of the neighbour, something about his own rose-beds and the intransigence of the earth giving him blisters, stillborn words turned to a cough, because he remembered in time that Mr Morden was not one for a chat, surly old bastard…

To read the whole story, and many others (including another one of mine, a tiny hundred-one that’s been used as the volume’s preface), you will have to get hold of a copy of Oblong volume two. It’s only three quid!

Update 13.09.13: It’s now also online on the Oblong website.

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