A supermoon pink-flooded the workshop and all things therein. An ebay-bought second-hand digicam and an ex-professional camera dolly […]
Category Archive: Fiction
On My Own I didn’t fully wipe, which can only be fully discovered by walking. This time I […]
Ladies. I want to share something with you that will change your life. It has changed mine. I […]
This story imagines Hestia, the ancient Greek divinity of the hearth (and the original ‘domestic goddess’), walking the earth […]
When my husband came home, there was something different about him. His long service was over at last, […]
And just like that, in the middle of a hallucinatory French winter, the colonel opens the door one […]
I wanted to feel good about myself. I wanted to be proud. But how could I? I was […]
The other day I ate a trussed guinea fowl in a white wine reduction that tasted like refuse. […]
After a few moments, after they made love, she thought about it again and she whispered to him, […]
‘Guys…’ As always, Leanne’s cheeks fill with blood before her mouth fills with words. ‘There’s something I need […]
