Wake Up – Part Two (Final)
It hurts when he sits up. Not on a physical level. Not an emotional one, either. It’s a pain from deep down, on a level that doesn’t really exist. Reach to the very bottom...
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A Guide to Winter Driving – Part Two
Short Fiction Having gotten the feeling back into his hands, Tony decided to risk a trip outside just to get another look. The flurries of frightened snow continuously fled across his field of...
After Long Years – A True Life Story, Part Two
After twenty six years of imprisonment with hard labor at Onitsha convict prison, Mr. Onyia’s hair became grey, his motion was less and body bent. He said little, all his good humor as guitarist...
Zedlist – Part Nine
Everything was folding in and out of itself and Kevin found himself moving with it. He was no longer separate from his surroundings, but one integral part or a greater whole. As he split...
Nineveh Fades Extract – Part One
The below is an edited extract from my novel, Nineveh Fades, or, The Bomb Shelter. Growing up in New York, it was easy to imagine that one day a large tide would sweep away...
Animal Dilemmas – Rat Horse
Short Story After leaving the parrot thinking about thinking on the beach, the Horse resumed his melancholic chewing of dry grass. The days stringed along like beats round and shiny but with penetrating holes...
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part One: The Baker 18
Serial Fiction ‘‘I see you are skeptic about what’s in front of you. You have the right to be. Allow me to explain! These are the three African mammals that I have been studying...
Why Do Characters in Erotic Novels Never Have Tea Breaks?
As I press the switch the light illuminates the darkness like a seedy Soho massage parlour. I stand in silence anticipating the low satisfying rumble from the boiling kettle. I am in a kitchen...
Wake Up – Part One
He wakes up, and he already knows it’s hit him. Somewhere in the drunken half-sleep between 2 AM and… what time is it? He’s come down. He can never pinpoint the exact moment that...
Zedlist – Part Eight
Kevin got up later than usual, faced with a room that was uncharacteristically disorganised. After a few hours of work he decided to go check on his blog. To his surprise the blog now...
Ars Melodia – after Devil We Know by Lily & Madeleine
I think the morning before Knoxville is when we finally know, or at least when we can finally admit we know. Whatever’s been building these four months, whatever silt has been piling up in...
