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…

I thought about his pipe, the way she flew into a rage if he lit up. He used to hold it upside down, pinching the stem between thumb and forefinger like…

[TW: Reference to child abuse] Douglas Keech drinks a pint of bleach, every single morning. Now you’re probably thinking – dude, wtf? A pint of bleach every morning? But the…

The number for the bistro is by the phone. We’re not expecting Sebastian to wake, but you just never know with babies. If you hear whimpering down the monitor, tiptoe…

My friend came for tea wearing new red trousers with a smart blue and white top and I knew I was supposed to compliment her but I didn’t, because the…