It’s that time of year—and our Pushcart Prize nominations are in! The Pushcart anthology is an annual publication that highlights short fiction, poetry, and nonfiction published by little magazines and small indie presses from around the world. It is a well-known...
The Selkie has a long tradition of proudly championing traditionally marginalised voices. As part of our efforts, we are excited to announce that we have nominated several contributions for the 2024 Best of the Net anthology. Best of the Net, a project created by...
A squealing giggle broke through the radio static for a moment, making the laughter sound older than it might have been. ‘You’re coming home,’ it whispered as Lucy and Sawyer drove down the highway, the only light coming from their car. Weeds had even started to push...
When Aaron Fletcher became the boy that got to 137 mph on the M76, everyone heard about it, including the police. The way Aaron tells it, they couldn’t catch him, even blue-lighting all the way to the edge of the slate-grey sea. I was amazed that Aaron’s 1997 Skoda...
Facetiming (First lockdown, 2020) how soon is it hanging up the phone & instantly sigh almost dial back & yearn for that voice materialised—your stubbled chin— knowing it’s crimson dark at the Bosphorus & still mid-afternoon outside my window ...
We Used Every Part of the Tree Set to music here: https://youtu.be/3sJgo6577dA First, we lapped at every leaf then tore the veins out with our teeth. For seconds, we licked the twigs until they were pale and our tongues were sore. Third, we spiked the branches...
Swiped I met Paul the old-fashioned way. It’s unimaginable to think we used our fingers. Left, right, left, right, left, right. Right? We were in phase four of the Government’s plan. Or was it five? First, they stopped public gatherings. Then the schools...
1. That annoying midwesterner who loves snow What Brits call “grit”—safety substance— to dissolve ice and snow. Salt-commingled sand,reddish like a radish, ferrous, but mostlythe color of pink sick on the groundearly in the morning outside a nightclub.Somehow...
Above the quaint and quiet apartment building located in the middle of an unnamed city floats a giant eye. It is hideous, large, swollen, and bloodshot, capillaries twirling and twisting like snakes throughout the entire eyeball. The optic nerve which connected it to...
What the Trees Say at Dawn Oneduskymoon-honeyed glissandothreaded through thorned ribcagefluxed mosaic of sustained blossomrefracted in delicate chords of light probingumbra of submarine rasp grasping for a...
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