by Zubaida Jamal
Every time a resident of the Jamal Building goes up the elevator the electricity in the whole building chokes for exactly ten seconds. It could be fixed, but it would need an electrician, two thousand dollars and someone to care. If the electricity goes off at night you can tell who’s out and who just came home from the sounds of their shoes going up the stairs. Continue Reading
by Kathrine Sowerby
The party is on the top floor of a tower block
and we are drunk, Tia Maria. Does it matter
if one person falls from the balcony? Two? If
the children get to school on time? The dog Continue Reading
by Mary de Pleave
Itʼs a relatively new phenomena, talking pictures. No, not like the silent movies which evolved into talking pictures but talking from within the picture or painting, which is commonly known as S.I.P.- sound interiorization of paintings. Well, SIPʼs been around at least since 2100. Benetton used to advertise ʻthe United Colours of Benettonʼ but with the arrival of S.I.P. changed to ʻthe United Sounds of Benettonʼ. Continue Reading
by Xandria Phillips
Yes, Tracy, you were right to ask: What if dark matter is
like the space between people when what holds them together isn’t
exactly love? I have eaten my share of it. I have
survived on the acrid flesh of dark matter. I have Continue Reading
by Niina Pollari
When I go to sleep in a house
I know I’m gonna be a goblin Continue Reading
by Star Spider
I wanted to make Willow happy, simple as that.
I wanted it to be a song, or a ballad more like, where the hero rescues the princess only the princess rescued me and I brandished an old book, not an iron sword. Continue Reading
by Chelsea Eckert
I.
How flattered I was when
you oiled the gyroscopes
in your skull so that I
wouldn’t hear the obnoxious
swivel of the gaze that
often wanders to organic
tendons, deposits — and
how could I get mad?
Continue Reading
by Victoria Gosling
The path rises into the thin air, where the heavens are so clear they seem to tremble and vibrate. Only when she reaches the saddle does Teresa stop for a moment, bending over double to pant while clutching at her knees. The sun is at her back. As she straightens, a small bird flies past her face and then plummets down towards the valley floor, so that she watches it falling, effortlessly falling until it enters the shadow and can be seen no more. Continue Reading
by Nicolette Daskalakis
You are a bloody
mess that moves
gracefully
with a machete at your side, Continue Reading
by Jane Flett * intro: Ambika Thompson
December’s guest writer was La JohnJoseph and we were lucky enough to publish a chapter from their novel Everything Must Go, which came out in 2014 with ITNA Press. Continue Reading