Short Story | The Ice Cream Man by Molly East

Of course there’s a first time for everything: first words, first kisses, the first bike ride without stabilisers, the first nativity play at school. We often forget about the last times, though. Within our lives, we will all hear a loved one’s voice for the last time. We’ll play with our favourite childhood toy for…

Short Story | The Gramophone by Molly East

Ethereal. It had been and still was, all these years later. Its beauty had both excited and startled Alvin from the moment he laid eyes upon it. Brass and bending, its large horn gaped towards him as though it might swallow him whole. He almost wished it would, perhaps then he might make sense of…

The Glasshouse by Hector Parsons Part 2

Shall we go back to the glasshouse? Shall we? Why not? Its been ages. Its been years. Surely not years, surely its only been months. I wonder if we’ll find anything? Like that bra. You’ll never find anything as good as that. Wow that was a good day. So was that. Do you think that…

The ghosts of me and you by Chantal Kapani | short story

He could still hear her high pitched laugh, humming throughout the room. He could still feel her warming embrace as she wrapped her arms around his waist, leaning her head on the back while he scrolled through twitter. Her skin on his. Laying in bed till the sun greeted them with a warm brace of…

A short story

By Bam Mitchell-Wilde We were in her bed, one of my legs tangled in the sheets, the other sticking out in the fresh air. The rain outside rattled the windowpane and made distant rumbles on the roof above us. I watched the drops rhythmically pounding on the glass and felt myself drift from the room…