What She Gets Up To
I saw Patti Smith in concert once. It was quite recently actually. I like to think that after the show she went to a late night beat poet meet where they gave beautiful spoken word renditions through the fog of cigarette smoke whilst drinking sour wine. Or she went to keep candlelight midnight vigil over an altar of Allen Ginsburg, a vigil unbroken by his devotees since his death in the 90ís. More realistically I think Ms. Smith went back to her hotel with her band and caught an early night, she was getting on a bit at the time.
George is a 23 year old medical student living in the UK. As well as reading and writing, he enjoys cycling and the music of Kate Bush. This is his first published Flash Fiction.
Not Even Death
The king sent an envoy to find an impartial observer, seeking to settle an important decision. Travelling the world, the envoy found only narrow mindedness and prejudice.
Desperate, he asked if one of the gods would arbitrate, but soon realised the gods were too biased toward righteousness. He then asked the devil, but realised he was too biased toward wickedness.
Eventually the envoy asked death, who was perfect, as he treated everyone equally.
Eventually the weary envoy returned, proud of his discovery. But a conflict of interests arose when it was revealed the dispute being mediated was the death sentence.
Soren James is a writer and visual artist who recreates himself on a daily basis from the materials at his disposal, continuing to do so in upbeat manner until one day he will sumptuously throw his drained materials aside and resume stillness without asking why. More of his work can be seen here: sorenjames.moonfruit.com