I did not mean to do that. Nobody did. It just happened. As if, reality is self-programmed. I […]
contemporary literature
The following is from a work-in-progress, and not an excerpt from a finished work. When I upbraided the […]
I was only four minutes late, but Fran was already sat down, a beer in one hand, a […]
Not alone, not alone, not alone. Wherethere is an and, we follow it. Or they, ifyou’re on the […]
After an arduous process of trying, and failing, to find a publisher, in 2021 Melbourne-based writer Michael Winkler […]
It wasn’t the first horror film I ever saw, but it’s the one that fueled my childhood nightmares. […]
I haven’t been dead forty-eight hours but I can tell you what will come of this revolution. I […]
Near Where the Rector Had Stood I had to get away from my program, which had turned stifling, […]
It’s raining. Two women come indoors. We have been expecting them: Sadie and Madeline. Sadie’s online application has […]
There are two ways of going about promiscuity: either you belly flop into a haphazard, frantic fuckfest in […]
minor literature[s] 