The Bus Ride

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It was the time in between that the man hated the most. The waiting was when he worried about everything: why was he doing this?…

Spaces

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“Does this look good here?” “It’s an acrylic painting of a naked woman wearing a dead boar on her back. It won’t really look good…

Full of Life

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Like a ghost unveiled in some dark corridor, white mist hung over the lake. A blue-back tinge coloured each droplet as it rustled northwards, beneath…

Commercial Break

March 7, 2013 0

On the last day of Earth, Earl Milosc overslept his alarm. He was a veteran and a bachelor – a forgotten patriot with bones too…