Moving houses is disruptive: it can take a while to feel at ease in a new space. You get startled by noises you’re not used to. By different smells. By ...
This week on Litro Lab, we bring you a story of a woman who finds herself in a relationship that is far from ideal. Yet, she’s resistant to leave.
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What happens when a young couple must make a difficult choice together?
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The boy would never know these memories. Watching his father’s face he saw the deep creases above his forehead, his narrowed eyes and his stubbled jaw, constantly chewing on something ...
I released the tube and let the blood seep into my hand, feeling my skin prick with warmth, awakening the euphoria. Leaving was a lone thing. Porphyria on her own.
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Smile. Everyone would agree that a smiling person is far more approachable than a gloomy and surly one.
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I bet you never thought you’d be hearing this from a dead girl.
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After the breakup, she couldn’t stop thinking about the spinach.
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Imagine a cat, a stray, that became a woman every sunrise, a fierce black-haired woman named Lucia….
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Oxford, choked in an Edwardian haze, everything still there, waiting—
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He hadn’t slept in two days and held a human heart between his palms like clay.
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The voice of a twelve-year-old, as if it didn’t break properly all those years ago, although he’s not as old as you might be led to believe by all those ...
She longed to go outside and sit with her new tenant, Tom, but she restrained herself from doing so.
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He had lived there with his mother and father until he was eight years old. Then his mother and father were gone.
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I don’t feel the need to lie when she arches one eyebrow and says: “What’s the worst thing you’ve ever done?”
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Gaz has nabbed a road sign of a man digging a hole, Bilbo’s picked flowers but he won’t say why, and Matty’s filled his handbag with salt and pepper
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Over wire-rimmed glasses, Virginia Woolf peers down at the drawing, takes in the words, breathes in an imagined Argentinian starry sky.
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A pair of black cats. But unlike the squirrels, they were anticipating my arrival.
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I scurried as fast as my feet could take me through the livin room, slidin on cool tiles and headed straight to my secret listenin spot cause I knew there ...
It was love at first sight. They were both peering at the same framed card.
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