Not your type of alone by Elisabeth Horan

The lonely girls eats a cookie alone. Crumbs matter not at all for no one shall punish her. There is no priest here and certainly no sanctuary for playing in. He left to be an engineer of hierarchies.

Visiting the Charnel House by Hilary Hares

Dark came to the Charnel House
by way of bats and roaches

The Song of the Twinless Twin by Jude Cowan Montague

A prophecy

I had a little twin
He was my mortal foe.
I killed him in the womb
so I was born alone.

The Memory by Rachel Burns

Across the river a horse whinnies, reminding her
of the brutish hero in Jane Eyre, of that holiday
on the moors as a girl, walking around the parsonage
the scrawled handwriting behind sealed glass.

What in God’s Name? by Ceinwen E Cariad Haydon

Lottie laughed at his joke and he was startled. He had thought often about this strange girl and how he might get her attention. His moment of surprised pleasure was short lived as he watched her laughter turn hysterical and then to tears of pure grief.

Who Lied About the Mermaid’s Ghost? by Chris Hemingway

The slack-jawed captain,
who thought he could quell
an ancient mutiny
by a simple crew majority.

Girl Who Spiralled by Amanda Oosthuizen

She woke up one morning and found the coccolith nestled in the palm of her left hand like a secret. When she tried to pick it off, it settled, winking mischievously.

Waiting for You to Come Back by Zoë Sîobhan Howarth-Lowe

I am sat cross-legged.

I have turned out all the lights and am sitting quietly,
just as you like me –

taste the darkness by Linda M. Crate

you slit my throat,
drank my blood
from my own goblet