희망 양 (Hope: Part three)

PART ONE, HERE | PART TWO, HERE | The cloud is no longer a cloud. It cannot remember floating though the house watching the family. It cannot remember crawling into the mother’s womb, nor dreaming of becoming a human child. It has returned to the world as flesh and blood; the newest member of a… Continue reading 희망 양 (Hope: Part three)

The story of your life

Your genitals are pixelated in real life. It has affected you in so many ways, but you’ve learned to live with it. You wonder why some homeless people are fat. Your friend buys you a donut and coffee because they think you should save more. You tell them you think it’s okay to give some… Continue reading The story of your life

희망 양 (Hope: Part two)

PART ONE, HERE | Fourteen days later, the woman woke feeling nauseous to find light spotting on the bedsheets. She found this suspicious as it was not that time of the month. Having been through this two times already, she was fairly certain what it meant, but knew she would just have to wait and… Continue reading 희망 양 (Hope: Part two)

희망 양 (Hope: Part one)

In a small-to-medium-sized city at the southern end of South Korea, in a small but well-appointed apartment, there lived a kind and generous woman, full of good intentions for her husband and two young children. The husband—a primary school teacher—was also very kind, and full of love towards his family. The children were especially well-behaved,… Continue reading 희망 양 (Hope: Part one)

Another boulder

A tiny troll rose from the earth —as ugly as a troll should be, stone skinned, bulbous, top heavy, with beady eyes and a broad, thin mouth incapable of laughter— a boulder larger than its scowling head drawn up above it. It charged. The troll’s father observed, adoring. How could a father feel anything but… Continue reading Another boulder

A bogan art film called Wasp Uncle

No one dares talk to the titular character because wasps fly from his mouth when he opens it. He would cry about it but is afraid wasps will fly from his eyes. Stan likes to insinuate that everything Mike enjoys is like that in some way. When Stan sees a circular patch of dead grass… Continue reading A bogan art film called Wasp Uncle

The shadow of Rudolf Nureyev (Part 7: end)

PART 1, HERE | PART 2, HERE | PART 3, HERE | PART 4, HERE | PART 5, HERE | PART 6, HERE After months of training with the shadow in his tiny apartment, Andrew Lamb decided it was time to share his newfound passion with the world by finding a proper dance studio to test… Continue reading The shadow of Rudolf Nureyev (Part 7: end)

The shadow of Rudolf Nureyev (Part 6)

PART 1, HERE | PART 2, HERE | PART 3, HERE | PART 4, HERE | PART 5, HERE After a trip to the village to purchase a Bluetooth speaker, Andrew Lamb set out to discover just what kind of music would stimulate his shadow deeply enough to reveal its true nature. It was a… Continue reading The shadow of Rudolf Nureyev (Part 6)

The shadow of Rudolf Nureyev (Part 4)

PART 1, HERE | PART 2, HERE | PART, 3 HERE Rudolf Nureyev’s shadow had grown sick of being mistaken for a figment of concert-goers’ imaginations—being written off as a trick of the light, or as the result of too much partying—and it had had more than enough of being the unsung muse to a… Continue reading The shadow of Rudolf Nureyev (Part 4)

The shadow of Rudolf Nureyev (Part 3)

PART 1, HERE | PART 2, HERE Over the following years Rudolf Nureyev’s shadow slunk onto ships and flights bound for Saint Petersburg, Paris and Vienna to search out the best ballet academies. There it would mimic the steps of their best dancers, and lap up the critiques of their best teachers. It would follow… Continue reading The shadow of Rudolf Nureyev (Part 3)