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. Continue reading Not your type of alone by Elisabeth Horan
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. Continue reading What in God’s Name? by Ceinwen E Cariad Haydon
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. Continue reading Girl Who Spiralled by Amanda Oosthuizen
Welcome to our Halloween 2018 special at Lonesome October Lit. Continue reading Lonesome October Lit: Halloween 2018
Some places are all history.
I grew up in what some would call a dying town. I don’t think that was an especially apt descriptor – “dying” implies an end is near. My town wasn’t approaching any inevitable end-point – it was just stuck in time. A place with a deep past, but no future. Continue reading Ghost Towns by Madison McSweeney
I am Maya. At least, that is the name Momma gave me, even though she called me Saly. Just like Marie is Grace, Daniel is Jason and Jessica is Rosie.
Our names are ours… unless of course they are not. Continue reading Maya by Cheryl Diane Parkinson