Short Fiction and Poetry

The snow covered the tyre tracks. The snow cleaned the blood from the tyres, from the sickly yellow headlights of the car [...]

Clive chomped away at the soggy marsh grass, water dripping out of his mouth and down his long neck. He put his head down again [...]

The lines run on the surface of her skin, her face Thin, translucent skin Marathoners thirsty for distance, slow but steady [...]

The first night I stood watching her house, there was drizzle. Under a wide-leaved fig tree, a foots-breadth away [...]

I paddled the canoe out into the lake, trying to find the exact locations where my father taught me to fish. It seemed impossible [...]

I used to speak with my family more, used to have more friends, Over the years, they have drifted away [...]

Outside, the moon has taken to blue. So, too, have the windows, the doors, the oaks, the eiderdown, and the vaporous air [...]

“TREE when you're tall, now reach up high,” the librarian calls out, jumping up in his sandals just a little bit [...]

“Honey, our son is not in his room.” I stare back at my wife in her cute pink pyjamas and ruffled hair, looking all beautiful [...]

Unfortunately right out of the gate I have to tell you that I'm a disabled person If I listed all the things that are wrong [...]