Dear Infected, The world is mutating …
Written by Julian Matthews: It was my daily routine. I liked my coffee hot. Put the water to boil in the kettle first. Then take the seven pills in the pillbox that Jenna had filled for the week …
Art and Text by Tuisku “Snow” Curtis-Kolu: I watched the sun paint the hills, every moment in its descent forward new strokes of colour, new crooks and shapes…
Written by Marie Petrarch: At the slightest twitch the seat of Eleanor’s desk chair wobbles and leans left. God damn it…
Written by Margaret Price: One bar, or two, or maybe even three. / You sit and beat on barstools keeping time…
Written by R.F. Gonzalez: A] week after moving into the apartment across from Lilly’s, she knocked on my door and pushed a plate of charred chocolate chip cookies into my hand…