The Skeleton by J. Inglis

Alice kicked off the edge of the shuttle’s airlock, and launched herself into the blackness. Her environment suit was reading all greens, and for that she was thankful. The area was heavily restricted, and she probably wasn’t going to get another opening like this. The Kholin-Grey Orbital Shipyard stretched over fifty kilometres of the sky above Luna; a web of criss-crossing beams, docking clamps, and small environment habitats. It all connected into the same structure in a way that, to the...

Fiction

Annabelle by Kate Ditchburn

“Hello.” … “My name is Dr. Green. But I prefer the name Elena. Much less formal.” … “What’s your name?” A glance. Nothing more, but a start. Dr. Green watched her patient from the heavily padded armchair...

Celia by Rebecca Milne

“Follow me” she whispered. I could not see any of her facial features as she grabbed my arm and I followed along behind her. Her boots, cloak and hat were all caught or attached to each other, not that she minded of...

Transparency – Natalie Cullen

Hey. So, I’m a ghost, and I have been for a few months now. Being in my state, you experience things that you couldn’t imagine as a living human. You go through the motions. At first you’re understandably in mourning of...

Hopscotch? – A J Flanigan

There was heavy rain in the parking lot. Everywhere, really, but especially in the parking lot. Cracks as trenches in the puddles. Dots and circles. From the desk closest to the window, I couldn’t make out the dots, but...

Shed a Light – Dominic Rebucha

  The ball ricocheted off the fence and the fence wobbled, making a low rattling sound as Darren approached. He followed the path along the car park to the enclosed artificial pitch ahead. It was lit by high-voltage...

Visions – George Lovejoy

Visions She switched off the TV then regretted it; the noise of the pointless quiz show was comforting. Watching ‘Derek from Sussex’ reciting all football results from 1980 was easier than watching the fireplace, the...

Visual Art

Poetry

A Feast Fit For a King by Ismah Ahmad

How juicy, how sweet, this tender morsel that I eat. How filling, how chewy, each bite of this fatty meat. How it screamed, How it begged. But here I am, enjoying this meaty leg, and sipping on the finest wines, and...

The Woeful Ballad of Invisible Girl by Ismah Ahmad

There once lived a girl with superhuman powers, But this girl did not shoot lasers or climb up towers. Instead, this girl’s blessed traits, Were that she could turn invisible, and lift heavy crates. No one could see...

Cupid’s Bow – Joel Everett

Your Cupid’s bow arched upwards falls slowly like blossom – pink the giggle recedes with my layman’s share. Divine laughter Eros, comes to its end; and Atlas loosens his grip. You look now upon humility with one beaded...

Missing Pieces – Jarod Vona

  Pull my heart and pierce my skin. A painful start, I can’t defend. Sparkling silver hoops stand ringed with flame, I hop, leap, and jump through them, Again, and again. I yearn for the day which one closes on my...

Beyond Riggindale Crag – Stephen Fender

Haweswater; the wind pushes cold while the low grey sky hides Riggindale from view. At the road’s end we leave the car, with others; parked, like a sulking child, as we begin our slow assent.   One of us leaves to walk...

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