tracy hope in the eye of the sun June awakens. They open their eyes simultaneously. To an observer it would seem disturbing, but there is no one to observe save themselves. June’s pods open and they emerge, blinking and staring, uniforms June-yellow, hair shaggy...
zsa zsa a child’s eyes I’d only just started walking when the coronavirus hit. Since then the biggest thing I’ve noticed is that Spring has truly sprung. The trees in the garden had white flowers in March. Then they died. Mummy’s not very green-fingered so she...
ross fraser-smith cool whistle “Help your father with the marbling, Jacob, it’s getting late.” His mother’s voice curdled in the corners of the room, reminding Jacob of his lockdown obligations and that unshakeable feeling of self-denigration. He attributed this...
eleanor close kraft lament, for ishmael Call me what you will. The truth is. Haven’t you, too, felt a visceral rush as the last sand races down the narrow neck of the hourglass? Time’s up. Witness the warm-blooded sacrifice laid out massively at humanity’s feet. O how...
