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Dinner Time by Priyadarshini Gogoi
A New Delhi woman takes matters into her own hands when a late-night visitor refuses to leave.
Jesus Christ Super Lager by John Tinney
A comedy about nothing being sacred.
The Roads Outgrown by Cathal P. Little
A collection of vignettes, from an IRA funeral observed through the eyes of a young altar boy, to the accidental purchase of a camel in the Algerian Sahara.
The Gingerbread Cycle by Jasmine Sawers
A retelling of Hansel and Gretel, both before and after.
Walking Shoes by Mariann Evans
After finding her husband’s old walking shoes, a feisty elderly lady with dementia takes a trip to visit him in hospital, but finds a heart-breaking truth waiting for her instead.
A Night for the Saints by Heather Lee Shaw
A mother and daughter, two moments in time, both running towards and from family.
Transmogrification by Jael Montellano
Queer immigrant lovers attend a phantasmagoric festival on an eve that their relationship shifts.
A Hauf an a Hauf by Peter Bennett
An elderly man reflects on his past and, by extension, his current place in life as he goes to collect his pension and meet a friend for an afternoon drink. (Extract from Peter Bennett’s upcoming novel.)
A City Called Mine by Ranjini Nair
The cities in which we live often have profound effects on our inner lives, particularly when we are made to feel as if we don’t belong.
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Regeneration by Kit Jenkin
I remember Calvin and Darwin being spoken of with the same tongue, seeing our King James Bible beside A Brief History of Time, and the theory of relativity being used to prove the immanence of the divine.
The Ocean Guiding Your Body by Noah Singh-Harris
Fiction | Who are you? A combination of thoughts?
Glendalough by Anna Loughran
Chrissy stopped in her tracks and turned to Helen in excitement. “Look, Mum,” she said. “Look at the sparkle in the water. It’s gold, I swear. I’m going to be rolling in it, just you wait!”
The Firebird in Bangkok by Pim Wangtechawat
There was a firebird in Bangkok, two days after Valentine’s Day. The first sighting of the bird was at 4:57 pm: a woman selling fake iPhone cases on the street near the Tesco Lotus at On Nut called 191 and reported that she had seen wings in the sky, just above the Skytrain – wings bright red and orange and crackling with fire.
The Strange Case of Renfeld by Oliver Cook
Over in the eastern sky, the large yellow disk of the sun was making an appearance. A gleam of light shone through the narrow gap of the olive-coloured curtains at No. 47, a modest house in typical suburban Surrey, a place where the same events occur each day and change is unwelcome.