Tag: fiction

  • Fumes

    Fumes

    By Miles Boyle-Bryant   There hadn’t been a roaring engine on the track in years. But tonight the racket of drunk voices in the viewing room echoed out into the darkness of the cracked asphalt that snaked away in the dust below. In the gloom, a lone silhouette plodded along the once iconic speedway, the…

  • ID

    ID

    By Srinjay Chakravarti   Raven-black thunderheads, the first clouds of the year’s monsoon, scudded across the slate-grey sky. Sipra stood on the verandah of their little cottage, looking with shining eyes at the harbingers of June rain. Their last paddy crop had failed in the summer, and this was their only hope now for a…

  • Things We Cannot Say

    Things We Cannot Say

    By Kylie A Hough For Karolina Nada Califano   It’s a humid Monday evening when I rest my fingers on the metal handrail of the hospital bed and watch my grandmother sleep. Once, she was my everything. Now, looking at her lie there, I wonder if something ever really ends once it begins. Nonna stirs…

  • Black Dog

    Black Dog

    By Jane Downing   ‘Anjing?’ she said carefully. Her vocabulary was largely made up of nouns and she’d double-checked the word for dog before setting out. Her hand hovered at the height of her lost dog’s head as she spoke. She was overestimating in Max’s absence. The young woman behind the counter nodded politely and indicated…

  • Book Review: Hadithi & The State of Black Speculative Fiction by Eugen Bacon & Milton Davis

    Book Review: Hadithi & The State of Black Speculative Fiction by Eugen Bacon & Milton Davis

    Reviewed by Angela Wauchop “Death is easier in November—New Year around the corner. Come January, you set your mind to new thinking. You leave death with the year gone. Sucks in March; you have to live with death the whole year.” ‘Hadithi & The State of Black Speculative Fiction’ is the collaborative work of African-Australian…

  • Perfect Day

    Perfect Day

    By Mary Pomfret   A sweet young summer, all those years ago. I hate you. Tumbling tears.  I hate you, Fred. I wasn’t staring at her. Punching the air. Julia, you know I only love you. Liar. You’re a liar, Fred.  Running off, not looking back. But later, just as the sun was setting on…

  • The Upside of Divine Intervention

    The Upside of Divine Intervention

    By Daniela Abriola   I never cared for the story of God’s angels and Lucifer’s demons, though it wasn’t like it was told much in my house. Yet somehow, I – and everyone else in the world knew the tale. Angels and demons sent to earth to guide people along their destined path. Many people…

  • When I Was Eight

    When I Was Eight

    By Kiara Ash   When I was eight, I had a pet mouse. He was called Tiny, because, well, he was tiny. A white mouse with a brown spot on his bottom – my stinky best friend.  Mum took me to the local pet shop where I had first fallen head over heels for mice,…

  • Cheryl

    Cheryl

    By Sophie G. Whiting   The washing was left out in the rain – sopping masses of denim and wool. We blamed it all on Cheryl. Mum constantly shuffles in her seat while she records videos with her whiteboard. Her natural environment was the classroom panopticon, fluttering from one tiny desk to another. But now,…

  • Paris Through Dutch Eyes

    Paris Through Dutch Eyes

    By Deni Baxas   The rain pelted down against the French doors, creating a soothing rhythm that should be putting Freya to sleep. She had her hands pressed against the glass, the tip of her nose only lightly connecting to the door, staring out to the snowy City of Fairy Lights, as it was known…

  • Up Cannibal Mountain

    Up Cannibal Mountain

    By Reece Pye   He keeps his eyes on it even though he is driving, that smooth grey crest protruding from the earth like an ancient monolith. He does this because he doesn’t need to see the road he’s driving on. He’s been down it so many times now that it has become something more…

  • Raindrops

    Raindrops

    By Sam Huffer   She always has a problem with me cutting my hair short. Mum knows I have to force the water to stay in the bath, that washing my long hair infuriates me. And she always shouts whenever one of us kids doesn’t do what she asks. What happened to talking levelly? What’s…

  • Miscommunication

    Miscommunication

    By Jessica Murdoch   ‘Can’t you see that everything I do is for you?’ Lily muttered under her breath. Her mother wouldn’t hear her. It seemed the skin irritation that’d been spreading across her back and shoulders was conveniently hurting her ears today. ‘Lily, you don’t mind if I leave out my hearing aids do you, darling?’ Victoria had asked as she greeted her at the door.…

  • Jane Downing

    Jane Downing

    Jane Downing’s short stories have been published widely at home and overseas, including in The Big Issue, Griffith Review, Southerly, Westerly, Island, Overland, Backstory, Antipodes (US), Headland (NZ), Kunapipi (Denmark), Paris Transcontinental (France), and Silverfish (Malaysia). Her novel, ‘The Sultan’s Daughter,’ is forthcoming with Canberra publisher Obiter in 2020. She can be found at janedowning.wordpress.com.

  • Twilight Driving

    Twilight Driving

    By Lauren Connell   One… Two… Three… I tally dead roos littered on the roadside. Locals swear the mangled phantoms of the roos haunt this highway. They say this is the shittiest road in the country to drive on during those uncertain hours of dusk. Dad says you’re a bloody idiot if you drive along…