Fiction
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The Royal Dollhouse
Issue 7 Editor’s Prize for Fiction GC sir first told us about the Putli Mahal project on a particularly busy day at the firm, pulling us out of our tasks at around two. “I’ve been waiting for a heritage project like this my whole career,” said GC sir, scrolling through slides of his sketches next to pictures …
New Dwellings
Since he’d returned from the First World War, mostly intact aside from a missing right arm, Reggie Umstead had suspected he was inhabiting a space between life and death. That he was occupying a life with traces of death seeping into it. He lost his arm diving out of the trench’s relative safety to pull …
Peas
A husband and wife sit at the dinner table. They’re picking at their chicken à la king with far too many peas. Their plates swarm with them. She tries to get a bite of the rice underneath but still gets a mouthful of them. He was distracted while pouring the frozen peas into the sauce, …
The October Display
The other neighbors didn’t fill me in on this until later, but apparently, October officially arrived on Hadley Street when your doorbell rang between six or seven in the morning. Standing in front of you would be the Underwoods, looking marginally more awake than you but far more chipper. They’d greet you with the same question every …
Sounds Like
HEARTBEAT: I turn on my side, form an electro space blooper drooping to the next beat, an unseen needle — imagine an auto tune bzzzz …