Story by Liane Carter Illustration by E.J. Klepinger Edward didn’t realize when he hired Ben that Ben had … well, problems. He would have noticed it earlier,...

Story by Liane Carter Illustration by E.J. Klepinger Preparing food in the kitchen, I recognized the emotion spreading through me like sludge. It took me bac...

Story by Liane Carter Illustration by E.J. Klepinger I have allowed you to excuse yourself with ‘It’s just the way I am, Charlotte.’ Your expectations are a ...

Story by Liane Carter Illustration by E.J. Klepinger Ben hadn’t always killed people. He was sure of it. Every day after school Ben pushed his key into the l...

Story by Liane Carter Illustration by E.J. Klepinger I’ve been hunting her, watching and waiting. Amanda. She’s lost right now, looking around and fighting n...

I’m in a surreal space. There’s an aspect of me that is floating around observing the body my soul houses, an aspect that can see the coloured threads connec...

Tucked up in bed with the north wind pushing her lips against the window, I didn’t want to venture out of bed and get dressed, let alone step outside. But … ...

My pen seemed to scratch across the paper, each word a wormhole in wood that became my coffin. Breath trapped in my throat as I nailed myself in. I yearned f...