
Monster
By Ellie Gunton “I don’t understand”. Hot, thick tears cloud my vision and the warm lights of my room swim before me. “I just don’t…” His words sound heavy, as though each syllable hurts. I’m on my feet now, cradling…
By Ellie Gunton “I don’t understand”. Hot, thick tears cloud my vision and the warm lights of my room swim before me. “I just don’t…” His words sound heavy, as though each syllable hurts. I’m on my feet now, cradling…
By Alexander Rombout The vacuum sucked and spluttered against the detritus of the linoleum floor. Joshua shook the barrel of the machine by its hose as he commanded it around the kitchen. He took pleasure in sliding the broad head…
By Spidey Vi Minor spoilers ahead. Directed by a woman on a shoestring budget of $1.5 million, Desert Hearts (1985) was one of the pioneers in its genre. To have positive onscreen portrayals of a lesbian romance and a box…
By L.A. Neal I am a blemish on the perfect skin of the world, a part that doesn’t quite fit anywhere. I try to insert myself somewhere, masked as best as I can, altering myself to fit in, but it’s…
By Mehrdad Mehrju when I think of you it hurts somewhere in my mind somewhere in my soul I need to kiss your laughter I need to hug your silence to soothe this ache with longing like a lullaby I…
By Spidey Vi I still think about Reneé Rapp’s intense stares. If you don’t know what fetch is, here’s a brief plot: homeschooled teenager Cady Heron transfers into North Shore High School and befriends the outcast Janis and Damian. Instigated…
By Josephine Renee Event Review Trigger warnings: displayed dead human bodies of all ages described. “It’s all very real.” “It’s real. Yeah, that eyeball is real.” “Please get off the glass.” “What’s the red stuff?” “No, cause it’s dead.” These…
By Emira Sadat I’m sorry, was I being too loud? A five-year-old girl with a short bob, a skirt below her knees and an attitude full of excitement that crumbled in front of everyone. All because she was too ‘loud’.…
By Zoe Hyde Rutger Hatchett had always been one to find himself amongst the chaos, seemingly unintentionally, yet rather consistently and somewhat coincidentally. Rutger reflected on this as he took his evening dose of Mirtazapine and Lorazepam. He enjoyed the…
By Jordan Hanson Equally Tragic, lost in the fabric. Unashamed, unafraid to speak. The old left behind, before some tragedy came. What once was just tinder, now has a flame. Both one to follow, and both to chase. An unending…