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Within the Viewfinder

April 20, 2024April 19, 2024 Adrienne Slattery

Marie slips the nail of her ring finger beneath the sleeve of her thick woollen jacket, peeling it back to reveal the watch face.

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March 20, 2024March 14, 2024 Will Olteanu

Poo Man thought he would make a new hat. He had plenty of things to make a hat. He needed a shave too. He

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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

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

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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

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February 3, 2024February 3, 2024 The Tert

I know those eyes. The cold unfeeling blue. I know that malicious smile. The grinding and retching of the teeth. I know those freckles.

CULTURE Fiction Prose

January 24, 2024January 22, 2024 Shay Keats

I arrive at the Pavilion at 7:30pm in my best maroon suit. Stressing about my fingers. I’ve parked, engine’s off. Unfurl my fingers, staring,

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The Quaint residence abides around a cold street corner at 92 C Gosemer Rd, Meralvile, where tall apartments tower over a red door. The

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January 3, 2024January 3, 2024 Zoe Petersen

I’m no blushing bride when it comes to a good snog sesh, but someone’s stank ass breath can really kill the vibe. This gaping