‘Tatter’d Weed’ by Mary Bracht

I smell him before he arrives. The sour bouquet of human sweat infused with feces—human or dog I don’t know, which never fails to shock me. He’s been coming around my cafe for the last two months, always at closing time, four-thirty sharp, never late, even on Sundays. Heavy footsteps thump on the concrete sidewalk…

‘Give Him His Name’ by Emma Cranshaw

3 months ago. Afghanistan. Heavy gunfire surrounded them. Mac had already been grazed by a passing bullet to his arm as he had pushed Ryan behind a low stone wall, before they had made a dash for the Humvee. They slipped lower in the backseats, heads out of range sight of enemy fire and whilst…

‘Hustle and Bustle’ by Kieran McLoone

It’s always the youth that litter the train platform: students in their mid-twenties, with the occasional teenage mother pushing her infant child along in a noticeably cheap buggy. In the distance, across the vast roundabout I’ve driven around with my parents many times, lies the University of East London – UEL for short. This is…

‘My Street’ by Maddy Syrett

In my small, humble home, there is a street that doesn’t change. It’s my street. It’s my parents’ street. It’s my sister’s street. It has always been our street, like it is a fundamental part of our family unit: narrow and small, barely more than a footpath when lined with the cars and bins of…

‘The Sun Called You’ by Cara Taylor

A long time ago, before many of our lifetimes had begun, the sun fell in love with the moon and the moon fell in love with the sun. Millennia was spent admiring each other, calling to one another across the night sky. Soon, this distance became too much for them to bear. So, they crossed…

‘Dear Coffee’ by George Jeneson

I love you, I really do. But we have to stop seeing each other. Do you even know what you do to me? Each night I lie awake, my heart pounding from the excitement you brought into my day. I yearn for the touch of your dark, delicious body against my lips. God, just writing…

‘Love as a Constant Look Into a Predator’s Eyes’ by Olga Volos

On that evening, I went to the students’ café and ordered a double espresso. The night was ahead of me, as I had to read The Great Alexander’s Legacy history book for my project. There were many people around who were connected to their phones, laptops and drinks. I did not want anyone to recognise…

‘The Night You Died’ by Michelle Toure

It’s hard to leave my house without my husband becoming suspicious. The first attempt didn’t go as planned. I said I was going out to hand my CV to local bars and he came with me. The second involved me starting an argument by burning a hole in his favourite work shirt. But Jake wouldn’t…

‘Triggers’ by Claudia De Almeida Pedro

The human mind is a scary thing. A single moment in time can consume the mind within a span of seconds, months, and sometimes it can take years. * * * Cassandra Winters looked beyond her reflection in the foyer window to the murky water of the Hudson River below that mirrored the artificial glow…

‘Notes of Memoirs’ by Paris Rathore

One of the most fruitful and moving types of stories to read, is anything that is based on a true story. I was seventeen years old, it was sometime in 2011 on a Thursday morning. I woke up feeling on edge, as if I were standing on the tip of a cliff ready to jump….

‘Crooks’ by Mario Arcieri

Chapter 1: He had no choice but to slap his son. Dan Riley had been his usual idiotic self the night before. That was simply the truth. He woke up in his cell, feeling like someone had taken a pneumatic drill to his skull. He ended up in prison after being arrested for, well… let’s…