I was but a child when I learnt what it meant to lose your identity. So I searched for it silently, but I did not …
Untitled by Veronica Tyler
Everything about you shone and I wanted it all. I wanted the blood and liquid ambition that pumps through your veins, I wanted the love …
Haunted by Morgan Von Feldt
Haunted. A word I have never been able to understand. As a child, I made up stories of ghosts and ghouls, just for the sheer …
I Hear London Weeping by Jerusha Lumley
The day they came, that was the real surprise. To hear it was louder than the popping of birthday balloons. To see it was more horrifying than …
Roses in the Dust by Katherine Du
He was an array of loosely fitted mirror slices, cutting and cold and exact like art, or the remains art made you leave behind. Sometimes …
Lost by Nic Alea
The fields were golden, no actually golden, gold bars melted to form one sprawling field and Arthur Russell pushed mounds of clay into bales of …