horror issue -

Saturday, March 07, 2026

Independent UOW student magazine

Prose

The Friend

March 18, 2024March 14, 2024 Shay Keats

There once was a boy named Craig who was very unfortunate. One of these misfortunes was that his name was Craig, and not something

Prose

Tonight, I am ethereal, and I glow. With a midnight blue light stretching across my skin, I am an alien. Tonight, you ask for

Poetry

March 13, 2024March 12, 2024 The Tert

it’s fresh when I pass it by guts glistening in the dim headlights, a red smear of viscera across the dewy morning concrete. as

Prose

March 11, 2024March 9, 2024 The Tert

TW: Pedophilia By Chloe Payne The shit and piss soaked rug burns into my nostril hairs late in the night. It gurgles and splutters