Short Fiction

Conversation

Kezia Burgoyne

She always went to the library on Tuesdays. For three years, she floated among the bookshelves on Tuesdays, curling up in her own private corner to read history and science—but only books with ... [+]

Short Fiction

In Contempt

Ash Huggins

"-ll rise, court is now in session."
The room spun as she opened her eyes and her vision slowly returned, like a very bright light burning into her eyes after staring into darkness. He ... [+]

Poetry
Short Fiction

The Ancient Prophecy

Natasha Bowie

An Oracle stepped into the centre of the village, surrounded by villagers. There was a clearing that was bordered by busy shops filled with bustling people. It was as if everyone was out, waiting fo ... [+]

Poetry

Suburbia

Kiley Smith

Suburbia has trees that stretch
up toward the cotton candy sky;
where bad parents play games ... [+]

Short Fiction

The Mirror

Kiley Smith

The mirror startled her. She did not see it right away, not until she had already gone several steps past it. Her inability to immediately recognize the mirror was not simply a lack of awareness ... [+]

Poetry
Short Fiction

He Was A Soldier

Delaney Edge

He was a soldier. Was. The distinction should mean something but it still felt like he was fighting in an endless battle. But, now, the war is of a different kind. He was drafted five years ago as a ... [+]

Poetry
Creative Nonfiction

The Stuff of Stars

JessieAnne DAmico

You will meet a man who tells you we are all made of the stuff of stars. That our bodies hold the carbon and nitrogen and helium and oxygen atoms that formed the ancestors of stars we see today. He'll ... [+]

Poetry
Poetry
Short Fiction

Are You Afraid of the Dark?

Antonio McLauchlan

An ominous feeling hangs in the night air, so silent yet filled with evil. A man dressed in a trench coat and a hoodie huddles under a street lamp. In the distance sits an abandoned house that used to ... [+]

Creative Nonfiction
Poetry
Poetry
Short Fiction

Under The Willow Tree

Ella Sullivan

His smile was the brightest one I'd ever seen like sunshine on a rainy day. But it hadn't made an appearance in the longest of times.
He woke up each day as I laid in bed beside him. He ... [+]

Poetry