Fish Flail Out of Water by Denise Bayes
Mabel arranges the slabs of opaque cod caught fresh from the River Wear. Places them in circular patterns on a bed of ice flakes. Her shoulder blades tense, feeling Da’s…
Ellipsis Zine
The Desk by Carson Schulte
I follow the grooves of the wood, tracing back, remembering how it felt to swing all on my own. Little legs pumping, six years old, lifting higher and higher, teetering…
Siri Siri by Benjamin Drevlow
This morning I’m out on my walk and dictating this pome to Siri and simultaneously thinking about how Siri is Iris backwards, which is what the human girl I once knew named Siri used to…
Whatever I Saw in You by Karen Jones
I saw you in a peach yesterday. Fuzzy, first moustache, pink flesh, smelling so fresh. And yet, back then, you seemed like a man to my girl: tall, muscular, strong.…
This is England by Donna Tracy
Snowdrops, crocuses, primroses, daffodils. Frogspawn in the pond. Butterflies, bumblebees and ladybirds, lighter mornings, April showers. Brightly coloured Easter eggs tumbled in a basket, spring lamb for lunch. Sticky buds,…
Third-person Bio by Kik Lodge
Shauna May lives by the river with her two parakeets. Her work has been published in various journals, including Stodgy and the Toiler’s Review and she is currently working on…
Shattered by Stephanie Carty
A sleep researcher’s life unravels as she attempts to uncover a mystery, in this debut thriller from Stephanie Carty. Christie works at London’s Somni Company to help others with sleep…
Songflight by Sarah Royston
A far-off tractor hums as we set out through the field. Since her last flying visit I’ve thought only of her. Now she’s back, I don’t know what to say.…
Platform by Phebe Jewell
Citizen X rides the subway, armed with an eloquent, steady hand. Lost in their screens, the other commuters don’t notice the thin man swaying in the aisle, one hand clamped…
Bulletproof by Claire Taylor
A week before kindergarten starts, the school sends an updated safety protocol. All students will be outfitted with bulletproof shields. They will be taught how to hold them over their…
Billy Used To Talk About the Forest by Sarah McPherson
The day he vanished I saw him on the shuttle home like always; nodded, no chat. No-one chats after a fourteen-hour shift. The only green things in the plant are…
Until They Are Both Empty by Maura Yzmore
My maid of honor Beth and I sit next to each other on the floor, amid beads and teal in the only shaded corner of the bridal suite. We have…