Ellipsis Zine

Sometimes she remembers the swimsuit being green, old-fashioned ruched cotton, sandy round the bottom. Other times it is mustard yellow or blue. Sometimes the sun is so bright she has…

That summer we created a new genre of living. We grew like cloudberries in the wilderness of secret locations. The ratio of you to me and me to you leaned…

The zombie food delivery worker pedalled his bike furiously through the traffic, dodging between snarling cars and seething trucks. The glare from their headlights bounced off the hi-vis jacket the…

Sister Agulíne’s joints informed her it was raining just before her ears confirmed the fact. She’d inherited the gouted tree trunk ankles of her grandmother, a woman born in the…

A) The History of a GestureAfter the machines come back from the construction site, moving through dusk, the bereft moon tumbling after them, someone blinks the lights, someone guns an…

I find the painting on the street, on the way back from the pharmacy. Propped up against a large green bin, discarded next to a faded tricycle and a box…

Shannon needs a ride to work but her stupid boyfriend has left her with no car and no money for a taxi. She wishes she could take a bus but…

You walk into the Club to a chorus of applause, a cacophony of cheers. Da’s right behind and he claps you on the back, mutters something about rite of passage…

There’s a Blob at the bottom of the deep end. It’s made mostly of human hair, animal fur and seaweed. There’s probably some escaped turds, boogers, and flaked sunburnt skin…

You thought the bar was a dive when you were younger, but once you were of drinking age, you found the inside was classier than the exterior. If only you’d…

She won’t thank you for those. What are you going to gift wrap them in – the universal-fit car mats in black and red rubber, or the sports section ripped…

She was fourteen same as me. I was taller, but she was somehow older. Skinny arms, ginger hair, and short white eyelashes fringing the palest eyes you’ve ever seen. She…