Extract: Illustria’s Crab

Illustria was working hard at looking bored while she reclined on the white lounge in the living room she shared with Charles Drexus. Her hotpants were bright pink. The crocheted bikini top was violet. She had discarded her platform heels and sunhat on the orange carpet, hoping to look as though she was returning home... Continue Reading →

Fiction: The end of Lower Broome

AGGY WILCOCKS SURFACED, gasping and coughing. The surging flood had taken her by surprise, separating her from her family, pushing her right through town and slamming her against the tin veranda of the transit station. Winded, she sucked desperately for air before diving down into the murky water in a frantic search for Uncle or... Continue Reading →

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