In the depth of the Seven Seas A Sinbad I became And drowned at an early age My own sin was curiosity, freedom and hunger…
Five minutes to go, four, three, two…class dismissed. I just wanted a pint to be fair. ‘To be fair’? I am certainly picking up on…
I was programmed to look back. I always did. Wherever I went by bus, train, riding a horse, or flying in an aircraft, I always…
“Go in the peace of Christ,” the priest says. “Thanks be to God,” the choir says. “—od,” I say, and the last consonant slips past…
The cars here, in Newcastle, look like giant toys with both misplaced drivers and steering wheels. For me, an inhabitant of another world, this small…
‘Hey there, you brown bitch!’ Juvenile laughter sprung out of the car as it screeched away, just after screeching to a halt so the passenger…
Moe turns to me then, and the spotlight is there, without warning. “That must be annoying, mustn’t it?”— And he is truly empathetic. — “Your…
The second international student short story competition organised by NCLA was received well with international students all over the UK. Seventy short stories were submitted,…
Lizzie Siddal in the Bath My fourth drowning this week. For the first hour I float, removed to a muffled world, white tin beneath my…
On Clouds Accumulated exhalations of the oceans, future shadows, horizon’s trees, how in heaps, layers and curls of hair through thermal convection or frontal lifting…
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