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fiction August 13, 2022
The 13 seconds in which you break both your legs and reflect – but briefly – on the virtue of humility Are long. They are long . There are only 13 of them but they feel like – like minutes. Like a meaningful period of time. Not the time you’d...
fiction July 30, 2022
African night crawlers are different from European night crawlers, see. They can tolerate extreme conditions, breed… Overnight, you should see, double in size. So, if you thread them onto the hook, like so, see… Fish’ll go for the wrigglers, make...
fiction July 23, 2022
The BMW X7 was idling in the No Stopping lane, kids bickering inside. Billie Eilish is so much better than Drake, Siena said. No fucking way, Angus replied. Watch your language, Eva said as she pulled out. A bus was turning into the narrow street...
fiction May 21, 2022
Brown shapes move across the screen, leaving dark streaks in the mud behind them. Salt glitters, and some darker crystal. The bodies move purposefully, now and then a flash of teeth that must be laughter. Happy workers, covered in the earth they...
fiction May 14, 2022
I have recently taken it upon myself to work my way through the internet in search of my ancestry. I call it my 1080 Project. As a wise old tech-savvy male elder of the family Rattus rattus , and with no chance of a pleasant natural death, I’m...
fiction May 7, 2022
We called him Santa – unimaginatively, on account of his white hair – but we might as easily have arranged those same five letters in a different order. He did not come down our chimney, but he did make his first impression via trespass – hearing a...
fiction April 30, 2022
At 15 Sebastian didn’t see himself as a vandal, as the law did. He saw himself as a writer. The secret language of tags and symbols, the liminal space of tunnels and railways, the argot of street writers, the underground camaraderie of the graffiti...
fiction April 23, 2022
At first Andrea thought there was a problem with her eyes. She went to the optometrist at lunch. He had her read off a chart and blew puffs of air on her corneas. “Tip-top,” he concluded. “You shouldn’t be having any trouble seeing the stage.” But...