Buddy by Nathan Toplis
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by Al H
7M ago
‘We interrupt this program for a special news bulletin,’ said the authoritative voice that suddenly took the place of the nightly drone. Buddy had never heard a special news bulletin before. ‘Three young singers who soared to the heights of show business on the current rock and roll craze were killed today in the crash of a light plane, in an Iowa snow flurry ..read more
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Hope is an expensive thing by Corrina O’Beirne
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by Al H
7M ago
Together they stare at the ACES AND EIGHTS neon sign swinging above the bar, then sharply at a couple of dusty, hillside, open-mouthed locals, hypnotised by a slowly scrolling Panavision TV circa 1978. She has a pretty good idea of what’s running through his mind: will he get out of this dump with his kneecaps? Roll the dice and find out, friend ..read more
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Amniotic Suns by Jenna Grieve
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by Al H
7M ago
She knew this night would come. It sang to her in dreams, in the sun’s drowsy rays. It’s why she collected and pressed the flowers ..read more
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The People Who Live in the Feeney Flats by Michael Cooney
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by Al H
7M ago
All I knew was King wasn’t there when I came home. My mom told me he went to a farm where he would be happy. King had the mange really bad and was biting away at his fur all the time. It made him mean. He bit me a couple times but I never told my parents, then he bit the mailman. My father couldn’t allow that because he worked in the post office even though he didn’t deliver mail anymore ..read more
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Ward 31 by David Christopher Johnston
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by Bandit Fiction
7M ago
I count the seventy-two ceiling tiles above my head – one for each hour I’ve been stuck in Ward 31. It feels like many more. The room is imprinted on my brain: custard-coloured walls, sticky floor, the smell of industrial cleaning products masking the smell of death ..read more
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Terms and Conditions Apply by Fritha Waters
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by Al H
7M ago
She ignored him when he came into a room now. He’d tried to prove this point recently and came into the room wearing one of her tops; a tight red one ..read more
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You always had rules, but we weren’t very good at listening by Cole Beauchamp
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by Al H
7M ago
But you’re not here. She is. Maya, the wriggler who wouldn’t let you strap her into her seatbelt the day of the accident. I feel another rocket building, a glowing burst of heat. Let her cry ..read more
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Going home requires more strategies than you left with by Cole Beauchamp
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by Al H
7M ago
You imagine the words popping out of your mouth like gumballs, imagine your mum remaining neutral, your dad accepting. They will listen. Wish you well. You should tell them. What’s the point of hiding ..read more
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The Art of Preserving by Martha Lane
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by Al H
7M ago
Not a single islander outside the family had ever seen the fossils. Forty-eight of them, perfectly preserved in their meandering parade. There had never been a larger collection reported ..read more
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The Ruy by Richard Garcka
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by Al H
7M ago
Anita stirred her morning coffee and imagined a Sargasso swirl of letters and numbers, tumbling, gyrating. As the rotation slowed, they conjoined, drifting up from the surface: e4; bg7; g6; nc6. She shaped the display into a merry-go-round and began mentally ordering the sequences, formulating, composing ..read more
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