Glass Houses by J. Bradley

The smell of chemically burnt skin and screams wake me up. I look out my bedroom window and see three people getting smaller and smaller as they run away, mom seeping out of the glass shed. Find a glass repair and call them, I yell as I run past Mitch at the breakfast table, his …

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Deathbed by Tim Love

“Is there a red light flashing above me?” “No.” “A red light.” “No.” “Is that you Mark?” “Yes. I’m here now.” * All four are around him. They begin taking turns to sleep in a room just off the ward where there’s a chair, bed, kettle, tea bags and cups. * Beside their father they …

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Anna by Darren Forster

The wrinkles on her face were numerous, I tried to count them and guess her age the way you would add up the rings on an exposed tree stump. She struck me as the type of woman whose beauty had once been intimidating, but the visible tiredness that growing old tattoos to your body and …

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Summer Song by Max Dunbar

There was a tune in my head, every moment when I think of that time, Summer Song by Ronnie Foster, imagine the sound is coming out of the centre of your brain, an earworm like the kids say, present every occasion that I walked through the little university complex, the streetfront campus pubs, the concourse, …

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