Car exhaust unfurls from my neighbour’s garage. I don’t know if they are committing suicide or smoking meat. I roll a cigarette. Have progressed well past a pack a …
Candles (Mark William Jackson)
The first candle she lit was for Poppy. She doesn’t remember much about the old man. She remembers a baritone hum and the smell of tobacco. And she remembers being …
The Best Ever (Louise Swinn)
My dog Soda had just been coughing up a furball when he put his weight on one side and rested his head on the paw that was up on its …
Masdok the Madman in his Fever (Miles Allinson)
The ground has become sludgy where the river overflowed in March. In gumboots, carrying his wooden hunting rifle, he goes into the forest, with the mud sucking at his feet, …
Reading between the lines (Molly Guy)
Carmel sitting in the dark in an art house cinema having a sub-titled experience.
The Antique (Ben Carmichael)
Dust. It settles on the old things. It drifts through the air in a thin shroud, a grey curtain across the eyes. Slowly, it settles. On the tables, the chairs, …
The Cold Drip of Dawn (S. Van Berkel)
For a while, nothing. And then it comes. Fast, like atoms in a particle collider, atoms of green smashing into your atoms and then you are green as well. Your …
The Unloved (Christopher Currie)
It isn’t as though they don’t understand. I know they do. It’s that they can’t handle any new thoughts in their heads. They are all tiny. Sparrow waisted waifs. …
man with gun (Eric Dando)
john is into guns. it is all he talks about. he subscribes to gun magazines. the type that have pictures of guns in them. sometimes the magazines have free …
Agata (Emily Kiddell)
Agata listens to the powerlines. The low, continuous buzz forms a voice around the wet heat. It measures her days. Sometimes, when it softens to a hum, she remembers Ilma …