The Politically Correct Coward

The dead screen of my old Nokia phone sprang to life as my rather annoying ring tone pierced the silence of the empty auditorium. I ignored it. Ba Dum TSS Another beep. My 6-year-old niece had set this tone when she was visiting me with her Mama. I kept the tune because it reminded me…

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The Demise of the Fittest

‘Super’ is what they called me ‘Magical’ was how I was described when all failed, I was the one who survived. I saw my fellows wither, For they could not compete against the changing times. 'Unfavourable conditions,' they cried Then said the world 'Goodbye!' I endured it all, season after season. I grew stronger, With…