Hope’s Mirage – Halie Currie

A soul parade, or bucket brigade. Whatever you wish to call us, we no longer journey alone. For at the eleventh hour we reunited in our return from the back of Beyond, known and unknown in the way that only a lost child who finds a home could recognize. He had been walking a tightrope, …

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Sense of Fall – S. K. Nicholas

In the woods behind my old house, the memory of the boy I once was plays with the ghosts at dawn. Like The Pied Piper, I chase after him longing for the mysteries of the fall. There are twigs in my beard, and I’m mildly drunk. The grain on my camera phone isn’t flattering in the slightest, and as I try to capture the most mesmerising images possible, the magic islacking. As …

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Bison Hill – Jimmi Campkin

June is the worst month.  None of the fresh optimism of spring, the frenetic blustery energy of July or the languidly horizontal effortlessness of heavy, lazy August.  June doesn’t smell… unlike moist Autumn with her crispy leaves decaying under our feet, the clingy humid soil covering our skin like an overly affectionate friend.  June is …

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The Night Will Be Hard – Jimmi Campkin

* Sophie walks towards me and puts down the plastic can of gasoline, the grass yellowing around it like a sickly halo.  Her tight blond curls dance to Francis, her pet lizard roaming freely across her scalp, peeking down the nape of her neck and onto her shoulder.  Francis and me have this ‘thing’, and even …

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