Big Graham lived in a tree for a while. That was the story, well that was one of […]
Category Archive: fiction
Reb’s alarm went off at 8, but he was already awake. He lay there listening to it for […]
He stood there, not knowing what to say to people he had met once before, about six months […]
Dialling a place we had never been to, an entity we didn’t know. It hurt to bend down, […]
Go on, ask me about my life. It’s fine – I’m here, you’re there. We’ve got this screen […]
The first time I found myself in the swamp I was eleven years old. I was on the […]
The people in Kaffa want to know if I’m worried. The goat problem. They went a bit strange […]
When the evening of January 5 arrives, Luisa leaves a water bowl and some grass outside, so that […]
Wednesday morning. Overhead, tweeting wires sag beneath the murderweight of crows. Fifteen stories up the roof-high cries of […]
From the appendix ‘defunct realities from the notebooks underneath my bed’ in Reperfusion iii. It was about […]
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