Crash and Burn by Damhnait Monaghan
When I arrive at her room, she’s sitting at the table, grey head in hands, her opal ring winking at me like a ghoul’s eye. Her bony shoulders are hunched beneath her…
When I arrive at her room, she’s sitting at the table, grey head in hands, her opal ring winking at me like a ghoul’s eye. Her bony shoulders are hunched beneath her…
Baxter had let them down, so Baxter got it. He got it in the head. A solid dry branch. I can still see the dry bark and dead wood exploding outwards like…
‘There’s this thing he does,’ I say. She doesn’t let me finish. ‘Yeah, you told me already.’ But I ignore her, because in my head, it’s started already. I can see him.…
You are having second thoughts, but it is too late now. The panel lights in the lift are slowly rising, taking you ever closer. You have to go through with it. There’s…
When I was eleven years old I killed my sister. Of course, she’s fine now. The rainy October day my sister was born, Grandma dragged me to the hospital. My ladybird umbrella…
After making Dan’s breakfast, Fina tackles laundry while he gets ready for work. Becca drapes herself on a chair and drinks strong black coffee. Fina has read up on the teenage brain,…
Westbound on the Mass Pike, with Cheryl and friends of ancient standing, I’m destined for a vacation at a woodsy cottage in the Catskills. It will be an indulgent luxury, and my…
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…
“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…
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…
Jesus was drinking wine when the guests crashed onto the dinner table. Creatures the size of cats with small ears, pointy noses, and turquoise hair covering their bodies scurried around the turkey…
It happened like this. Sometime after summer, my dad set fire to a field. He set fire to the field behind the barn. Then he argued with my mum while the men…