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Stories 2016

Louisa

By Andi Schwartz On a lazy Tuesday afternoon, I’m sprawled on my couch as my cat rubs his fuzzy grey cheeks against my ankles. Scrolling through images posted ...

The Wooden Indian

By: Theodore Brady Some of the older boys remember Colin as the younger and wiser man who would wrap his arm around your waist in the middle of a song and stic...

You People

By: Lee Sheppard Officer Kevin Shultz It sounded like someone was firing a machine gun through the back window and the whole car was shaking. In the passenger...

Incisor

By: Kris Bone Every year, when Ma would give Gran our school pictures to post up on her fridge, Gran would hold up Davis’ first and say “You could be a model, ...

Moulting

By: Madeeha Hashmi The grass always wrapped around my ankles in your backyard. My skin was printed with phantom anklets whenever I was outside hanging the clot...

Cramps

By: Frances Luongo “Eve, as the wife of Adam, bears the burden of feminine evil on her shoulders. She fell in with the Serpent, she tricked Adam into eating th...

Love Lies Bleeding

By: CSE This morning, my ovaries grinned at each other, and to the count of One, Two, THREE let their egg roll like a bowling ball down fallopian chutes to dro...

Christmas in the Wall

By: Jacob Wilde Petey is wandering in pre-adolescence. He paces by the front door, his Christmas jumper frizzled. Under an orange sun, he watches the neighborh...