This week on Litro Lab, we access the anxious thoughts of a man while he walks through a rainy city. This is an experimental piece that blends music and words. ...
This week on Litro Lab, we invite you to close your eyes and immerse yourself in this oneiric flash fiction piece that tells the story of a little boy and ...
How far can we break down the parts before we find the whole again?
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The Missing Step, #FridayFlash a short noir story in the style of Alan Moore
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The loss of a lover is met with sorrowful elegance
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Instead, she reaches for the dial and turns it. Rain falls.
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Her loneliness touches me. I want to make her happy. I will buy her a present.
In a shop I ask, Do you have a present for a lonely sad ...
The consequences of rule-breaking had always preyed on his most colourful anxieties.
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As prophesied, the gods returned to judge the humans. As mistranslated and misinterpreted as humanity’s myths had been through the millennia, they had accurately recorded a handful of details.
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HER, a short story about a social media-fuelled obsession with a love rival.
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Rain-soaked and tired from work, she steps into the apartment complex, aching to strip away the suffocating layers of clothes.
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As my uncle stumbles over pronouns and nomenclature, I look out to see the sky being pulled in every direction and I think about her—being pulled like that, every which ...
My mother would describe her gynecological problems to strangers. I would be trying on a pair of jeans, and I would hear “womb” or “spasm” over the curtain.
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After sunset, she multiplied and subtracted, structured her existence. She likes the feel of numbers, she can smell them as she counts, taste their shape. In the dark, she weighs ...
Always Kissing, a touching piece of Flash Fiction that will make you wonder, what’s hidden behind the smiles of your neighbour.
“Man and wife stand at the doorway, shoulder to ...
I take off my clothes. Not how you remove them in dribs and drabs; I remove everything I can in one glorious blitz of movement.
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Ladder to loft catches cobwebs in sun’s rays and the caked dirt of decades sits behind fresh splinters. Pity the pale skinned girl and the walk to come later, slip-on ...
I ask if you want to go inside and get something hot to drink. I read that they do good coffee near here. You shake your head and bend down ...
“What the fuck?” he says. “What d’you do?”
“It’s a warning label.” A kid’s last chance to prove himself. But can he keep out of trouble?
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In the latest in our Meet The Editors series we talk to Kristen Harrison and Preti Taneja from Visual Verse, a platform that sets its submitters an hour challenge to ...
