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Running like I Never Saw
An unsettling tale that builds to a crescendo to reveal an unexpected ending.
Next Door Neighbours
Two guys converse over a cup of coffee about pills and poppies
The Butterfly
The gods told men; ‘dance and we shall observe’.
The first time I climbed the pole my father beat me. I was eight. –From the Archives
On Being a Mermaid
A bitter sweet tale of magic, love and loss
Walls
A Tale of Discontent and Desire…. – From the Archives
Taddy Beer
Seen through the eyes of an 11 year old, a mother recounts fond memories as dreams and reality bleed into one another.
Symbiosis
There was a niggling sensation in my gut; bacteria perhaps, decomposing me. I should be dead.
Up North
A mishap on a snowy day evokes a variety of emotions that tug at your heartstrings
Antique Pieces
An interview with a writer takes an unexpected turn
The Baby Comb
A story that tells of the innocence of children and the complexities of being an adult
…in acceptance.
There were three things I had in common with my father: whisky, writing, and sleepwalking. According to him, I was an uncultured whisky drinker and untalented fiction writer. “But, my ...
We’ll Have to See How it Goes
A reversal of gender roles forces the reader to consider a different perspective.
The Unravelling
a short story with autobiographical references inspired by the trauma of Greece’s burial and exhumation customs
Mantis
An account of an unusual hostage situation
Memento Mori
An intense tale of love, vanity and introspection
Voicemail
A woman struggles to overcome the grief she feels at the loss of a loved one
A Libra Husband
Insideout.com is an important bridge between the inmate’s day-to-day life and the outside world. Research has shown huge implications for the rehabilitative benefits of communication for prisoners. Emotional and even ...
Love in the Singular
Are there limits to unrequited love?
The Black Shop
A story that feels doubly poignant in the Me Too era….
Count Down
She turns toward her reflection in the mirror. She knows now that she had been wrong, those months ago when she thought she had seen herself for the first time.