Sisters of the Marsh by Tim Goldstone
Rousted by his father from a deep skullcap sleep in the trembling yolk-yellow glow of a flaming smoking reedmace, wind groaning [...]
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Short Fiction and Poetry
The Hunting Shack by Christopher Butt
The windshield wipers clicked in time, sweeping away the falling snow as the slow-moving pick-up truck navigated the wintery conditions[...]
I Can't See by Maxine Flam
I’m awake, but why is it dark? Am I really awake? Yes, I am. But I can’t see anything. What’s going on? I feel bandages around my head [...]
April 5th, 2012 by Eric Twa
Gerald plucked two pieces of toast from the toaster, buttered both, and spread two dabs of peanut butter across them. [...]
An Existential Crisis in the Toy Room by Dave Cline
The room smelled of granite dust and pigeon shit, that and the subtle scent of rotten eggs. “Brimstone,” said the old man [...]
Decline And Fall Of A Man In His Prime by Hilary Ayshford
Ninety-seven. That's the number of times he's apologised to people for the things he's done. He wrote them all down, counted them. [...]
A Little Girl's Guide To Dying by Miriam Dieckmann
They told me dying would be just like falling asleep; they lied. I’m not tired. My entire body aches [...]
Everything Soup by Jan Lee
“It’s on!” hollered Asmodeus, from his substantial easy chair. The image began as an angrily glowing cloud, shimmered briefly [...]
Two Pearls by P.H. Oliver
“Once again, Pearl, this process starts by me asking you a few questions.”
“Hurry up, then. I haven’t got all day."
The Mysterious Dot by Sugar de Santo
When he opened his eyes, it was completely dark. His head hurt and he could not move his body. [...]
Dinner At Pierre's by Bill Flanagan
Ben entered a church raffle and won a dinner-for-two at Pierre's, the elite three-star restaurant near Laguna Beach. Ben needed [...]
One Sad Thing by Dominique Weldon
As the lavender-twilight sky blackened with night, the woman screamed outside my apartment building. [...]
Jaali by Amadou Oury Barry
When Jaali turned ten years old, his birthday gift was a shovel.
It was much taller than him, with a rusted blade and a brown handle.[...]
Caught In A Trap by Joseph Clegg
We wore our band T-shirts so the bride’s father would recognise us. Huddled on a bench, we watched wedding guests trickle [...]
Any Friend of Fenrir by Christopher Butt
When he opened his eyes, he saw the dust dancing on the dawn sunbeams. He closed his eyes again and reached out with his mind [...]
Don't Trust The Devil by Seán McNicholl
“It’s just chocolate; it’s not love.”
I feel their eyes upon me as I slide the last of the chocolate bar into my mouth, [...]
Last Laugh by Cheryl Snell
I got out of the car when my sister and her man did, and he clapped his greedy hands. [...]
Measure For Measure by E.C. Traganas
The evening had unfolded on an unusually bright note: the last vestige of vernal sunlight finally peeked through [...]
Diner by Paul Marandina
Outside the diner at 385 Sixth Avenue, humanity ebbed and flowed. It would often take a brief pause to eat, then continue on [...]
Squirrels Do It by T.M. Bemis
Fergus looked around. The face he saw there made him wince—or rather, made him feel like wincing. Too nice a guy for that, he smiled [...]
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