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10 Aug 2025 13 minute read 0 comments jasonmcgathey
Upon our return, we can see that about half of Dylan’s lame older coworkers — older only in the sense that they are in their late 30s to middle 40s — have left. The rest have ventured across the aisle for seats at the bar, presumably as an act o...
10 Aug 2025 8 minute read 0 comments Jay Lonnquist
In the end, Pyna very nearly scoffed. And would have drifted back to her high and refulgent manor, had Elshad not pleaded the peculiar nature of his need… Listening to his entreaty, she felt caught in the unquiet commingle of old, rankling memory. An...
9 Aug 2025 1 minute read 0 comments Nurnobi Islam
Click to animate A short story, born from this animation. He is not a man, not really. He is a rumour of a man, a smudge of charcoal and haste sketched against the city's perpetual twilight. His suit isn't woven from fabric but from urgent whispers...
9 Aug 2025 16 minute read 0 comments jasonmcgathey
Smacking unknown chicks on the ass is maybe not as common as it once was. But herein lies the dilemma for those of us trudging through this current nightlife hinterland, a route which is largely improvisational. The public and especially on...
5 Aug 2025 2 minute read 0 comments Nurnobi Islam
Click to animate A short story, born from this animation. The app called itself 'Veritas'. A silly, pretentious name he’d found scrolling through some obscure corner of the web. It promised one thing: to strip away the lies of light and shadow, to...
30 Jul 2025 9 minute read 0 comments Jay Lonnquist
The simplest truth was that Pyna had grown bored. That she had wearied of her own voiceless companionship. And of the unmoving gallery of lifeless sun-blots that she had for years, endlessly ruminated upon. Frustrated, and yet at last somewhat recon...
27 Jul 2025 1 minute read 0 comments Nurnobi Islam
Click to animate The rain in Neo-Kyoto wasn’t water. It was a hemorrhage of data, crimson streams bleeding from the sky-bound servers that choked the stars. It slicked the permacrete alleys and painted Elara’s face in the colour of a fresh wound. T...
25 Jul 2025 5 minute read 0 comments AserC
Okorie was torn apart by Chuka’s remarks. The love lyrics Chuka released kept burning his head with feelings of loss and defeat. He walked back home dejected, his movement being even as slow as that of a snail. He really felt like a chicken pounded b...
25 Jul 2025 10 minute read 0 comments AserC
It rained and stopped before Akoga people started streaming into the village square for the farmers’ festival. It was an annual festival which farmers in Akoga looked forward to attending, as it afforded them the chance to display their farm products...
22 Jul 2025 10 minute read 0 comments AserC
Okorie and Ada met at Ama after he had paid her and her mother a visit the previous day. It was in the evening. An evening that was a bit windy and made leaves sing tuneless melancholy music while rustling. Ama was a popular spot in Akoga. Just a bit...
