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Mammalia by Helen Bowie
With the desertion of the vermin-people’s utopia, the vermin-children take to their own intergenerational justice, beginning anew through the art of the piper’s song.
In Tempest, or the Night of Nightingales by Jac Harmon
When a stranger comes to stay in Port Tawe, his painting elicits a stream of painful memories and violent melodies for an injured musician.
All Hope Abandon! by Suki Hollywood
Spray and wipe. Spray and wipe. Nemesis cleaned the conveyor belt until it glistened like the back of a killer whale.
Flooding by Eve Darwood
A mother struggles to cope as the chaos in her home echoes the chaos in her head.
Propositions for the Living by Armaan
A writer enters self-imposed exile after writing what he believes to be a terrible book. But what will become of the world when the book reaches the shelves—and will its creator recognize his impact upon returning to an entirely changed society?
Encounters with a clairvoyant, or celestial navigation by Abigail George
They were warned to stay away, but what happens when infatuation leads to confrontation?
Floating Iris by Jade Mutyora
Arminda has a startling power. But is it enough to rescue the woman she loves?
Anti-Social by Ely Percy
When Harpreet posts a video online in a stance against racism, their friend begins to see the benefits of social media – but will Harpreet’s fame last?
Absolution on the Number 23 by Fee Johnstone
An unexpected encounter throws up past shames and future possibilities on the number 23 bus…
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La Editora by Anaregina Frias
“Mom, how did you actually meet dad?” I ask. She glances through the family photo album in my hands. “Margo, I’ve already told you. I nearly drowned in my three-day swim and he was the lifeguard who saved me,” she says. She smiles, save for her worried eyes.
Beggars and Choosers by Claire Chee
Singapore in 2022, just beyond the brink of discussions about preventing global warming, is hotter and wetter than it has always been.
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.
Gavin’s Revenge by Robert Adams
Gavin hasn’t changed a bit. That much is obvious when he comes barrelling over to me.
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.