The axiom ‘write what you know’ is a limiting one and fiction, I feel, should be about stepping […]

Art Blakey: Music washes away the dust of everyday life. Watery blood probes the collar of Jenny’s t-shirt […]

Composing himself at the stairhead before descent, he groaned as he thought about it, exhaling audibly. The he […]

We stole our first vehicle at fourteen. It was our grandfather’s ’94 Chevy pickup, and Pete and I […]

“Six-six-six – Heritage Close. This is the place.” The post-war bungalow was guarded by an overgrown caragana hedge […]

“You’re up on points. Don’t be a dumbass.” Big Bill’s leathery hand slapped his son Billy upside the […]

We are pleased to announce the long list of the SHALLOW CREEK Short Story competition In Alphabetical order, […]

When I was first sent Manfried the Man, I didn’t know where to begin. One – I’d never really […]

Her tongue is bruised—swollen and tender for several days now. Because she’s been biting it during the evenings […]

  24 July 1964: 4:18 p.m. A man carrying a suitcase rushes down the stairs to the crowded […]