It arrived the winter I turned seven, big and blue and strange like a spaceship, or a whale. I wasn’t allowed to climb…
Archives for June 2016
New Year
“You’re through to Mars division, how can I help?”…
Coffee Stains
I sit on the floor. It’s not my floor. It’s Felix’s floor. Here he comes now, sleep-stained, hair a knotted mop on his head…
Three Strange Tales of…
And behold, rising like the vengeance of a billion over-fished salmon, from the boiling, blood-warm waters of the Pacific…
Excerpts
I burned my hand today. I didn’t mean to, I suppose…
Thomas Morris shortlisted for Edge Hill Short Story Prize
10-6-16 We Don’t Know What We’re Doing by UEA alumnus Thomas Morris has been shortlisted for this year’s Edge Hill Short Story Prize, which is worth £10,000 to the winner. Thomas (pictured) graduated from the Creative Writing (Prose Fiction) MA in 2013 and is currently the editor of the Irish literary journal The Stinging Fly. […]
THE JOYCE GIRL
An extract from The Joyce Girl; a novelised account of the life of Lucia, the talented and ambitious daughter of James Joyce.
Acne
I tried to squeeze the overhang & it seeped…
Freedom
America is run by fear & its underbelly is full of repression…
X
black men write black verse their black words lead to a black hearse…