Quick Fire Q&A with Łukasz Drobnik
Robin Brown interviews Łukasz Drobnik, author of ‘Airborne’, a short story featured in The Selkie’s anthology, Transformation […]
Tag: writer
The Rakshasi’s Rose Garden by Sukanya Venkatraghavan
The neighbours talked a lot about the occupant of 606 A wing. For one, she was so beautiful. No, attractive, according to Mrs Munshi of 606 B wing, because ‘she is dark, no?’ Dark but attractive, everyone agreed. […]
Graveyard Games by James J. Valliere
Halloween night. Katherine Burke is desperate to find something to wear. She rummages through her closet. There’s got to be something she can fashion into a costume. She has to find something. Something great. […]
Piggyback Rides by Leah Messing
The New York City lights illuminated the street sign, and I felt my knees buckling as my cousin Ali and I approached Ludlow Street. Only a few more blocks until our first stop: a vibrant bar on the Lower East Side called Pianos. […]
Non-Binary by Stella Hervey Birrell
Insistent / shedding layers of / title, pronoun, expectations / like clothes / dumped in / the messy / trail […]
The Archivist by Eris Young
“It’s not so much the killing I enjoy, but the fear I get to see in their faces.” The murderer lights himself a cigarette, and offers the archivist the pack. […]
María, Patron Saint of Freaks by Mariana Goycoechea
You were a bitch to everyone you knew. / Including your own kids. / You wore Opium Yves Saint Laurent / to clean Mr. Schwartz’s house […]
All the Hidden Truths by Claire Askew
Above the matte Astroturf of the high-school playing fields, and above the ponytailed heads of the girl footballers, moths and midges birled and hung. At this distance, they looked like flecks of glitter swimming through liquid. […]
[stream] by Scott Manley Hadley
so i’m looking back on this relationship that ended just over a month ago, maybe less, and my friends are telling me that it’s for the best that she dumped me, that i’ll be happier out of it […]
Ferret Tango by Kate Marshall
Lance watched from his window as the leashed ferret scampered down the sidewalk in front of his house. The legions of morning dog walkers had already trooped past his yard sign proclaiming […]
