Beggars and Choosers by Claire Chee

Content warning: stillbirth Singapore in 2022, just beyond the brink of discussions about preventing global warming, is hotter and wetter than it has always been. Its efficient citizens are humbled by the ever-present threat of daily thunderstorms that flood the...

You Are by Catriona Patience

You are unborn. You are minus one day old. You jostle for a place in the future. Half-sleeping, without thinking, you become. You are one. A day. You are. We don’t know. You have dreams of being and opening your hands, tiny, to the mysteries of everyday life. You...

Gavin’s Revenge by Robert Adams

Gavin hasn’t changed a bit. That much is obvious when he comes barrelling over to me. Other than being more expensively dressed, that is. T-shirt, Westwood, emblazoned with DESTROY, as it shouts out behind the Nike reversible bomber jacket, grey with a black waistband...

A Working-Class State of Mind by Colin Burnett

Ah laid the boax ae painkillers alongside the boattle ae Smirnoff vodka oan the coffee table. It doesnae even matter tae me that ma flat is that cauld it wid gee an Inuit the shivers. Aw ah kin focus oan is the troubling thoats which are circling aroond ma heid like a...

The Boy with the Body of a Man by Jo Somerset

5.30: DAWN The boy with the body of a man lies inert. Lips that habitually crack a smile, now still. Chest barely moving. Long legs bare, thin, immobile. The police officer gestures to the door. Two women meekly follow her to a room with three chairs and a window that...

Willow by Siobhan Murphy

I never intended to be a tree. Like so much in life, it just sort of happened. I suppose the first sign was the stiffness and pain in my joints, although at the time, I didn’t know what it meant. My knees and elbows tightened, so they were hard to bend and soon it...

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