A story about a woman recovering from an ectopic pregnancy in Morocco. Continue Reading Zellige
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Themes of rejection, loneliness and numbness are used to explore life after losing someone who your identity is inevitably linked with. Continue Reading The Last Bus Home
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I knew something was wrong with Polly the day she said the sun was dead. Continue Reading Play Pretend
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Once alone, you wedge a cigarette in your mouth, the room still your domain for the next fifteen minutes. Because it’s paid for the hour. Because you deserve it. ...
Marina didn’t just want my words, she wanted touch. In public. Kissing, Embracing. Airports. Library PDA. And not just anywhere but here – where people assumed I was a gypsy ...
The unimagined victims of Covid-19. Continue Reading The Appearance of Blood
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He asked me about my addiction. I told him how it felt for me: like a gold chain trickling into my palm, smooth locks clicking into place.
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I dry flowers in the afternoons. I hang them up by their tails, let their heads droop down, plump and bulbous. Continue Reading Dry Flowers in the ...
“You look very nice.” The compliment felt awkward coming from his mouth, like the first one he’d given her, over-rehearsed and unconfident. Continue Reading The Birdhouse Cycle
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“Bunch of hooligans. Will you look at that? Broken glass and everything. This play park is for kiddies….” Continue Reading Glass in The Park
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The man took a long sip of whiskey, then he told them how it all started. It happened when he was about nine or ten years old, and he was ...
1. George stands on his rooftop terrace and looks down over the city. It is nearly time for his guests to arrive and he is feeling bullish. Every movement on ...
The thing is I’m actually the real deal, not one of those fakes or tricksters who prey on people, who take advantage of them and make a few dollars ...
The orchidometer is a medical device for measuring testicles. It’s not very sophisticated, it’s actually just a string of oval beads, graduating from small to large, and painted bright jolly ...
A woman wearing a tinfoil mask held a sword that skewered five kids’ decapitated heads. “He got it right, Fourth Place.” Continue Reading Society for the Development of ...
“fiction is the only way to redeem the formlessness of life.” Continue Reading Call for Submissions
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The boy would never know these memories. Watching his father’s face he saw the deep creases above his forehead, his narrowed eyes and his stubbled jaw, constantly chewing on something ...
I released the tube and let the blood seep into my hand, feeling my skin prick with warmth, awakening the euphoria. Leaving was a lone thing. Porphyria on her own. ...
Smile. Everyone would agree that a smiling person is far more approachable than a gloomy and surly one. Continue Reading How to Seduce a Tech Bro in ...
I bet you never thought you’d be hearing this from a dead girl. Continue Reading The End Night
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