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Mary has arrived for her husband's biggest performance to date. But something seems to be off.

I’ve never been to the opera, but I know a crescendo when I hear one. It’s carnal and vivid and unlike anything I’ve ever heard before. They provide the arias, and I’m doing my best attempt at a recitative in the wings.  Sandwiches? What the hell were you thinking?

A five year old walks home alone, as she always does. What waits behind that front door, and what she accepts without question as simply her life, will stop you cold. This is not a story about a monster. It is a story about a little girl who didn't know she needed saving.

When a daughter visits her father, is all as it first appears?

A chip butty has never been so satisfying, but will he survive another one?

The electronic mosquito’s insistent buzz disturbed her concentration. She looked up. A pale gray drone circled the basket. It made another revolution, spiraling inward—close enough to ruffle the dill fronds.

A man bargains with his sobriety.

Bennett still believed the lie. He wept for a 'freak accident,' convinced that Claire had been electrocuted by a faulty wire in the nursery. He didn't know the electricity had been a tool, not a tragedy. Laura stroked the cool rosewood of the casket, a rush of pride surging through her veins. She had finally proven her point to the woman who raised her. Three children gone. All within a single year. No one would ever call her soft again

A story about a journey of young love.

She looks around frantically as she walks across the plain, where did they go?

Rachel was considering a reed diffuser. Salt Breeze perhaps, for his bathroom. Assuming he liked scented things. And that he had a bathroom...

A acrostic poem about wanting to be someone

A woman’s reality shatters in the face of another miscarriage. CWs: Miscarriage and pregnancy loss, inferred bleeding

“This looks like a great selection luv. I think tha’ll be needing thee full appetite to get through it” posed Mrs Wordsworth. “Aye luv” responded Wainwright “but….” “I know what’s tha’s thinking” his wife interrupted. “They cut the crusts off down ere. Don’t make a fuss Wainwright. Just enjoy it”

Harry Styles every night...

A woman visits her ex-husband with their grandchild. It is clear the man's lifestyle in the past was very different to his current one, and we can see why the couple might have gone their separate ways. It is also implied that the man's behaviour also led to the breakdown of his relationship with their son.

A brief glimpse into the life of a woman taking care of her mother.

A short story about a young man who, horrified, realises he's following in his estranged father's footsteps.

It's 1966, the start of a family holiday, and Susie's brother is at it again...

Sometimes, surviving is the best you can do. But in this loop we forget, that what we are and how much we are hurting ourselves. In order to keep other people happy.

In Afon Tawe, we had a Pi,ano. The only Pi,ano in the valley. But would we keep it? Well there's a thing I ask you.

A mysterious, non-human narrator—revealed to be the earth itself or a force within it—reflects on humanity’s habit of reducing vast natural truths into simple, forgettable ideas. As it recalls tectonic shifts, ancient oceans, cycles of destruction and renewal, and buried human histories, the narrator contrasts the earth’s enduring memory with mankind’s ignorance and amnesia. In the end, it reminds us that while humans forget their place in the natural order, the earth never does—and when it inev

Feeding time at the crocodile farm only happens once a week. Three friends meet but only two are free to leave.

Yet she, who stands at the other edge of her world remains ever so still. A little girl. A pigeon. No, a dragonfly. No, no, a duck? It matters not. One's identity is bound to be unclear at a masquerade.

A humorous account of a middle-aged bride's early days in the marital bed.

Rick loves his cafe and it shows. One day, one of his loyal customers fails to show up. He can't help but worry about what has happened. Will he be able to work out what has happened and get back to his quiet life?