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Strange Habits Jenny Palmer Sweet Coffee There was a dog guarding the door. It was a mongrel sort of thing. It looked harmless...

Twisted Heart Peter Sandling Hot Water I thought I’d lost her at one point through the market but spot her entering th...

100 Worder: That FridayNight Roger Noons Just plain Orange Juice A unique cabaret, just after ten o’ clock on that warm ...

Elvis's son Z.L. Porter A short, sharp shot of Pepsi Cola It was Saturday night and I had been working my residency slot a...

100 Worder: Glint Polly Sinclair Freshly squeezed orange juice She stretched out her arm across the bed. A fleck of gold f...

Winner of Canvey Writers first in-house Short Story Competition, 2016. Editor’s Note: This story was chosen as the winner by a gro...

100 Worder: In Deep Michael Hennessy Still Water Peter was in deep. Very deep.             He had dipped his toe into t...