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Short Fiction

Drunk Driving

Olivia W

I. Sober
Mrs. Anna Shaw dreaded Saturdays, though if you asked her why, she wouldn't have known exactly what to say. "Dinner just doesn't feel right," she might say, tugging thoughtfully at he ... [+]

Short Fiction

She Squared

Kathy Anderson

She sleeps like a dead weight now beside me, lowered into the night, the ropes of the day swaying around her. We know nothing about each other really. She does not know how often my ex-lover visits me ... [+]

Short Fiction

Moments

Jay Anderson

He was at Coles when he realised he didn't love his husband anymore.
They had met at university through the Queer Department's annual disco – he'd spotted Dan in the soft light of the dance ... [+]