A PREDELICTION TO DARKNESS By Charles Kitching

By chance I find myself here, Moonlight illuminating cigarette butts in pavement puddles. Night sheltering the shadows of long-harboured regrets, I’m sitting in a bus shelter where once we kissed when we were young. I’m sitting in a bus shelter where buses no longer...

FLUFFY FURY By Claire L. Marsh

People think I’m mad, I know they do. But I’m not, honest, I swear on every pair of shoes I own. My cat is trying to kill me. It started when he was a kitten. I thought it’d calm down when I had him neutered but it changed him from ubiquitously murderous to a...

THE SPIDER By Hannah Ross

  The husband spots it first. He lifts his book from the coffee table and almost drops it on his toes when he watches her spindly legs crawl and pause where the book once was. A moment of childish shaking crests over his hand as his knuckles twitch at the sight....

MELODY’S TUNE By Cindy Pereira

  The narrow lane appeared greasy under the yellow, hazy streetlights and a steady drizzle of rain as a hunched-up figure picked his way along the side, avoiding the puddles of dirty, opaque water. The pavements on either side were under repair for several weeks,...

FEAST By Rosie Arcane

My wounds have more flavour with a little bit of salt. And my trauma is so much better when it’s fresher. Have a taste of my tears, my sweet syrupy fears. Or the crunch of anxious bones, the meaty toughness of being alone. Then gulp it all down with my rusty blood,...