Cars And Children

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“There are cars and there are children. They play together in the road. The children climb on the shiny bodies of the cars, leap from roof to roof, tap at windows with the backs of their heads, nuzzle bumpers, crawl beneath wheels to hide. The children are filthy, streaked with oil. The children are soft, warm, breathing creatures in school uniforms and tiny parkas. The cars are red metal, exhaling smog, glass speckled cold with condense.”

A very short story about cars and children. Published in Twenty-Three Small Good Things, an anthology of tiny fictions by UEA MA Creative Writing students. Republished in its entirety Read online in context here.