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Burrowing
She’d been lying awake since the crack of dawn, watching the sunrise creeping through the side of her curtains.
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You Can Be the Cowboy
We decided to build the den from all that we could forage from the forest. The one that breathed down the back of our house.
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The Women of Absolute Music Build Their Society
World’s Fair, Paris, summer of 1900: we’ve arrived from two dozen countries. Nine hundred ninety-nine women with a single fever dream.
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On the Bridge
Amidst this evening’s homeward rush two figures are motionless, one seated on the outer edge of the bridge’s parapet, legs dangling over the sheer drop, the other standing beside him, ...
Too Dark to See Anything New
He was angry online, on Twitter and Facebook, and he was angry at work. He was angry at home when he was with his wife and kids, a boy and ...
Tales of a Severed Hand
He startled awake to find a shadow at his mother’s grave, humming softly as it dug up the soil. Was this a dream? Or was this a djinn taken animal ...
Small p
My flipping p is less than naught point two times 10 to the minus effing nine! My p. My p
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Otherside
A young trans woman gets her ears pierced for the first time.
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Israel
You avoid talking about the girlfriend. The less you know, the less you are incriminating yourself in this mortal sin.
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Backfoot
Backfoot’ is set in a world where people can choose to know the date of their death. When Meg discovers hers has changed radically, it throws up doubts about her ...
Bitter Lake
She walks alone like a ghost and the wind goes through the grass and trees and whispers and is gone.
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The Happiest Person in the World
The morning after his birthday night out, Cam confides in an estranged friend over his changed expectations and perceived failure in life on reaching the landmark age of thirty. There ...
Please, My Watermelon
He is waiting for him. There are no phones. This is 2005.
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Zellige
A story about a woman recovering from an ectopic pregnancy in Morocco.
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The Last Bus Home
Themes of rejection, loneliness and numbness are used to explore life after losing someone who your identity is inevitably linked with.
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Play Pretend
I knew something was wrong with Polly the day she said the sun was dead.
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There’s No Prize for Good Girls
Once alone, you wedge a cigarette in your mouth, the room still your domain for the next fifteen minutes. Because it’s paid for the hour. Because you deserve it.
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A History of Narrative Film
A narrative of empty frames that we can only mourn.
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My Marina
Marina didn’t just want my words, she wanted touch. In public. Kissing, Embracing. Airports. Library PDA. And not just anywhere but here – where people assumed I was a gypsy ...
The best we’ll feel all day
He asked me about my addiction. I told him how it felt for me: like a gold chain trickling into my palm, smooth locks clicking into place.
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