Rose Smith, Editor

November 8, 2019

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      The music from my phone suddenly stops feeding through the stereo, and as I open my eyes and reach out for it on the passenger seat, there is a sudden and painful tightening across my chest. Something feels wrong.

     The field is in...

October 4, 2019

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    As I reach for the towel, the phone’s loud and unwelcome tone rings from somewhere in the house—thankfully, it’s only allowed to ring twice. But suddenly, I am distracted by a different noise—a sobbing coming from next door’s garden. It’s To...

August 2, 2019

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      He carefully balanced the fruit in the palm of his hand and enjoyed the feeling of its soft hairs against his skin. Its appearance bore some resemblance to the plum, but larger and with its own distinct golden colour, and a scent t...

June 7, 2019

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       When I speak to my friends, we often joke and reminisce about the past. One such time we got to speaking about the imaginary friends we used to have as kids and how we would often play or discuss things with them and even argue with them; pe...

March 1, 2019

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     She’s dead.

      Behind the eyes, I mean.

       She moves the items over the barcode scanner with undeniable poetry, but it isn’t rocket science. For a moment, I consider the idea of a checkout monkey and a little giggle sn...

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