One day there is a dead fox in the road outside the school, all opened up, inside out. […]
Flash Fiction
“Yasser … Yasser!” The voice came from the deep well as I’m trying to conquer the darkness to […]
You wake up on a grey floor, in a large dome-shaped room so spherical it seems unnatural. The room is empty except for a large pipe that protrudes out of the wall…
John, Paul and George shot from triangular positions. John’s went astray; however the other two rocks hit the small head perfectly…
For a few moments he moved relentlessly back and forth along the corridor; then he looked at the red glowing numbers, both read 77.
This is Sherif’s first contribution and was written in response to a writing exercise on an online course…
“If I’m called from class, behave yourselves. Otherwise, the Monitor will wreak vengeance.”
You use 40 percent less energy in the peloton. A life spent in the service of others, dragging them up mountains, ferrying them down the other side…
Flora Goodwin picks at the hole in the tablecloth on her kitchen table. There must be something she can do…
Keith is smart, quits the 4am starts and high-stakes gambling with the nation’s mortgages for a country reboot before the breakdown…
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