Friday Fictioneers – Malkie

~ neilmacdon
under-bridge
Photo Prompt © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Malkie weren’t bad, not really. Unlucky, you might say. He could have been somebody. At least, I can say he were good to me. Shared his bottle, when he had one, and his blanket on a winter night. I seen the TV pictures of them world war cemeteries for the boys who died afraid in the mud—shade trees and white headstones in neat rows like soldiers on parade,.

Malkie died in the mud here in our trench. But no bugger gave him a pretty grave. I did me best with a rock. Lest we forget.

 

Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here

81 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Malkie”

  9. While some people choose to argue about white or red poppies and other nonsense, it’s right and proper that we never forget atrocious waste of life. The makeshift memorial in your story does the job. It’s far more powerful and shocking than any pretty headstone. Fundamentally it’s about kindness and the world can always use plenty of that.

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